I dreamed that I was a rose That grew beside a lonely way, Close by a path none ever chose, And there I lingered day by day. Beneath the sunshine and the show'r I grew and waited there apart, Gathering perfume hour by hour, And storing it within my heart, Yet, never knew, Just why I waited there and grew. I dreamed that you were a bee That one day gaily flew along, You came across the hedge to me, And sang a soft, love-burdened song. You brushed my petals with a kiss, I woke to gladness with a start, And yielded up to you in bliss The treasured fragrance of my heart; And then I knew That I had waited there for you. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A PORTRAIT OF MY ROOF by JAMES GALVIN AFTER VERLAINE by ANSELM HOLLO THE BOOK OF STONES AND LILIES by AMY LOWELL DOMESDAY BOOK: MRS. GREGORY WENNER by EDGAR LEE MASTERS THE LITTLE PEOPLES by CLAUDE MCKAY THINGS ARE WHAT THEY SEEM by MARIANNE MOORE |