Siegfried Sassoon

(1886 - 1967 / Kent / England)

At Daybreak - Poem by Siegfried Sassoon

I listen for him through the rain,
And in the dusk of starless hours
I know that he will come again;
Loth was he ever to forsake me:
He comes with glimmering of flowers
And stir of music to awake me.

Spirit of purity, he stands
As once he lived in charm and grace:
I may not hold him with my hands,
Nor bid him stay to heal my sorrow;
Only his fair, unshadowed face
Abides with me until to-morrow.


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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003



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