It was April when you came The first time to me, And my first look in your eyes Was like my first look at the sea. We have been together Four Aprils now Watching for the green On the swaying willow bough; Yet whenever I turn To your gray eyes over me, It is as though I looked For the first time at the sea. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...DEXTER GORDON: COPENHAGEN/AVERY FISHER HALL by KAREN SWENSON DON JUAN: DEDICATION [OR, INVOCATION] by GEORGE GORDON BYRON THE ROSES ON THE TERRACE by ALFRED TENNYSON THE STOLEN CHILD by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS A SHADOW OF THE NIGHT by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH THE METEMPSYCHOSIS by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH |