Alone I climb the mountain path to where We used to walk together for the view, And well remember once when sitting there A time in silence, neither speaking, you, With moist eyes glistening on the scene below Said softly: "I shall ever fancy, dear, There'll come a day when one of us shall know Some part of each of us is mirrored here." Dear heart! I know the substance of your thought, For you are with me as I sit alone -- Each hill, each meadow far beyond, is fraught With you -- And at my feet, each flower, each stone. To me, forever shall this spot be dear, With you in everything reflected here. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE TEMPTRESS by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON A LITTLE GIRL'S PRAYER by KATHERINE MANSFIELD TO GOD THE FATHER by KATHERINE MANSFIELD TO A DARK GIRL by GWENDOLYN B. BENNETT THE LOVE SONNETS OF PROTEUS: 88. A DAY IN SUSSEX by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT |