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...ARCHIMEDES LAST FORAY by STEPHEN VINCENT BENET WHEN THE SPEED COMES by ROBERT FROST BENEDICTION by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON POETRY by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON AQUATINT FRAMED IN GOLD by AMY LOWELL |