Sometimes a lilac tree in bloom Brings memories winging; Or maybe youth and love come back With blackbirds' singing! Again a fragrance in the air Some April morning Calls back the springs of long ago, -- My thoughts adorning! Sometimes a cricket's chirp at dusk Sets pulses racing With childhood's love of life and joy, -- My spirits bracing! Or maybe through the silent night An owl's shrill crying Recalls the old and youthful fear Of death and dying! Sometimes a likeness I may see Awakens yearning! Perhaps a voice I chance to hear, Means more heartburning! Last night I wished that yesteryear Were ever sleeping; Today I clasp it to my breast -- In silence, weeping! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONG FOR THE FIRST OF THE MONTH by DOROTHY PARKER BUCOLIC COMEDY: THE FOX; FOR ANN PEARN by EDITH SITWELL IN THE GARDEN (1) by EMILY DICKINSON THE RIGHT MUST WIN by FREDERICK WILLIAM FABER THE SONG OF HIAWATHA: HIAWATHA AND MUDJEKEEWIS by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW ODE ON THE DEATH OF HIS FATHER by JORGE MANRIQUE |