If once you have slept on an island
You'll never be quite the same;
You may look as you looked the day before
And go by the same old name,
You may bustle about in street and shop
You may sit at home and sew,
But you'll see blue water and wheeling gulls
Wherever your feet may go.
You may chat with the neighbors of this and that
And close to your fire keep,
But you'll hear ship whistle and lighthouse bell
And tides beat through your sleep.
Oh! you won't know why and you can't say how
Such a change upon you came,
But once you have slept on an island,
You'll never be quite the same.
What is the copyright status of this poem? Can it be used in a memoir as part of a larger story without infringing on any copyright?
I love this poem. There is another poem with this theme, written by a poet who was inspired by Rachel Fields' work. I would love to have a copy of both poems framed and displayed in my home.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Where can I get two framed pictures of this poem. I adore it. It means so much to me and our family members.