I sent my true love on his way Without one backward look, But now my heart goes wandering Along the road he took. And I remember little things I had not known before A smile as quick as lifted wings, The gay silk scarf he wore. Such simple things to haunt me so Through mists of lonely tears, Yet I shall seek for them I know Through long and empty years. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AFTER VERLAINE by ANSELM HOLLO EVERYBODY KNOWS by DAVID IGNATOW HOW MY HEART SINKS by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON SAVORING THE PAST by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON SYMPATHY by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON WHERE? by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: WILLIAM JONES by EDGAR LEE MASTERS |