John Bannister Tabb

(1845-1909 / the United States)

Death - Poem by John Bannister Tabb

I passed him daily, but his eyes,
On others musing, missed me,
Till suddenly, with pale surprise,
He caught, & clasped, & kissed me.
Since then his long-averted glance
Is fixed upon my countenance.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, September 1, 2010

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