AH! dear one, we were young so long,
It seemed that youth would never go,
For skies and trees were ever in song
And water in singing flow
In the days we never again shall know.
Alas, so long!
Ah! then was it all Spring weather?
Nay, but we were young and together.
Ah! dear one, I've been old so long,
It seems that age is loth to part,
Though days and years have never a song,
And oh! have they still the art
That warmed the pulses of heart to heart?
Alas, so long!
Ah! then was it all Spring weather?
Nay, but we were young and together.
Ah! dear one, you've been dead so long,—
How long until we meet again,
Where hours may never lose their song
Nor flowers forget the rain
In glad noonlight that never shall wane?
Alas, so long!
Ah! shall it be then Spring weather,
And ah! shall we be young together?
I gather this poem is about his dead wife? Meaningful for those readers who have lost a spouse or love in death.
Congratulations on poem of the day. This is a beautiful poem, thank you for sharing
Ah! shall it be then Spring weather, And ah! shall we be young together? Beautifully Penned!
Oh! This is so beautifully penned- -straight from the lover's heart and soul. I could read this every night before I drift off to sleep...and dream.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
He had such a heavy spirit, well suited for poems like this one