What fitting word can I say? You, my chum! My companion of infinite talks, My inspiration, My guide, Through whom I saw myself at best: You, the light of this western country. You, a great richness. A Glory, A charm Product and treasure of these states . Bill, I knew you had gone. I I was walking down into town this morning: And amid the hurry of cars and the flash of this July sun , You came to me. At least the intimation came to me: And may it be you. That somewhere I can laugh and talk long hours with you again | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...PANDOSTO, THE TRIUMPH OF TIME: IN PRAISE OF HIS BEST-BELOVED FAWNIA by ROBERT GREENE AT THE GRAVE OF BURNS; SEVEN YEARS AFTER HIS DEATH by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH THE VISION OF SPRING, 1916 by HENRY HOWARTH BASHFORD NATALIA'S RESURRECTION: 28 by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT THIS IS THE END by JEAN DE BOSSCHERE WRITTEN IN ASPIN CAVE by EMILY JANE BRONTE HIS CROWN OF SHAME (ON THE SINKING OF THE 'LUSITANIA') by HENRY CHAPPELL |