I MISS you, sweet! The spring is here; The young grass trembles on the leas; The violet's breath enchants the breeze; And the blue sky bends low and near. Home-coming birds, with carol clear, Make their new nests in budding trees -- I miss you, sweet, now spring is here, And young grass trembles on the leas. You were my Spring, and spring is dear; Without you can the May-time please? Let lavish June withhold her fees, And winter reign throughout the year -- I miss you, sweet, though spring is here. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SHALL I SAY by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON I DID THIS FOR THEE! WHAT HAST THOU DONE FOR ME? by FRANCES RIDLEY HAVERGAL THE RUBAIYAT, 1879 EDITION: 7 by OMAR KHAYYAM LITTLE GOLDENHAIR by F. BURGE SMITH THREE THROWS AND ONE by JANE BARLOW |