Let us walk together again, my little son. A spring ago, I had you at my side Your eager little steps to match my stride Your tiny hand in mine, my little one. A spring ago! We saw some naughty jays And counted tulips opening on the walk The silence of this hour can only mock The happiness I felt on those spring days... Unless...I close my eyes...to have you here. I cannot clasp your hand, or hear you sing, But we shall walk together through this spring The world is gone, and only you are near My love, and will and longing and my pain Will bring you to my side, my son, again. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE CHILDREN by CHARLES MONROE DICKINSON SHILLIN' A DAY by RUDYARD KIPLING PARADISE LOST: BOOK 4 by JOHN MILTON THE HOUSE OF LIFE: 54. LOVE'S FATALITY by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI AUTUMN: A DIRGE by PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY PREPARATORY MEDITATIONS, 1ST SERIES: 8 by EDWARD TAYLOR |