Have I seen her? Only through the window across the street. If I go meeting her on the corner some damned fool will go blabbing it to the old man and she'll get hell. He's a queer old bastard! Every time he sees me you'd think I wanted to kill him. But I figure it out it's best to let things stay as they are -- for a while at least. It's hard giving up the thing you want most in the world, but with this damned pump of mine liable to give out . . . She's a good kid and I'd hate to hurt her but if she can get over it -- it'd be the best thing. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ON A GRAVE AT GRINDELWALD by FREDERICK WILLIAM HENRY MYERS FATA MORGANA by JOHANNA AMBROSIUS ODE TO THE RIVER TEIGN by JOHN CODRINGTON BAMPFYLDE HERMAN; OR, THE BROKEN SPEAR by RICHARD HARRIS BARHAM EPITAPH by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON |