I do not know which is worse when you are away: Long gray days with the lisping sound of the rain, And then when the lilac dusk is beginning to fall, The thought that perhaps you may never come back again; Or days when the world is a shimmer of blue and gold, Sparkling newly all in the dear spring weather, And with a heart that is torn apart by pain, I walk alone in ways that we went in together. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ON THE SALE OF MY FARM by ROBERT FROST SPRING BLIZZARD by JAMES GALVIN REPULSE by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON |