JOY you have and grace you have, As anyone can see Who meets you passing in the street So tall and pridefully; But I shall keep your beauty Hidden close to me. Let others see your lifted head And your questing eyes, Hear your voice that makes a song From light words or wise; But I shall keep your quiet thoughts Hidden from surmise. If they ever find you out, As indeed they may, There'll be nothing left to do But smile at them and say Secrets of your sort are hid Only for a day! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CAVE PAINTING by HAYDEN CARRUTH MOTHER (MARGERY CARRUTH, 1896-1981) by HAYDEN CARRUTH HAIL TEESSIDE! by CECIL DAY LEWIS EVENING IN A SUGAR ORCHARD by ROBERT FROST WHAT THING A BIRD WOULD LOVE by ROBERT FROST |