AS I went up and he came down, my little six-year boy, Upon the stairs we met and kissed, I and my tender Joy. O fond and true, as lovers do, we kissed and clasped and parted; And I went up and he went down, refreshed and happy-hearted. What need was there for any words, his face against my face? And in the silence heart to heart spoke for a little space Of tender things and thoughts on wings and secrets none discovers; And I went up and he went down, a pair of happy lovers. His clinging arms about my neck, what need was there for words? O little heart that beat so fast like any fluttering bird's! "I love," his silence said; "I love," my silence answered duly; And I went up and he went down comforted wonderfully. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...IN THE TRENCHES by ISAAC ROSENBERG BUCOLIC COMEDY: SPINNING SONG by EDITH SITWELL ON THE PROSPECT OF PLANTING ARTS AND LEARNING IN AMERICA by GEORGE BERKELEY THE CAPTIVE LION by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES THE LOWEST PLACE by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI BUCOLIC COMEDY: EN FAMILLE by EDITH SITWELL AN EPITAPH UPON THE DEATH OF HIS AUNT, ELIZABETH SKRYMSHER by RICHARD BARNFIELD |