When You Are Gone Poem by Nero CaroZiv

There will be calm soft rains invoking the smell of the dry ground,
Being wetted, and swallows circling the air with their shimmering sound;
And fat sleek frogs in the pools singing at summer stars night,
And trees burdened with song choirs on boughs high and wide

Robins of different hues will wear their feathery fire
Whistling their whims on farms with a low fence-wire;
And not one will know in this world that you have left me, not one
Will care that we are thru and our love is done.

Not one would mind, neither wind rain or sun
The world will forward roll its events without any hiccup or groan
And in next Summer or Spring, when I wake up to a new dawn,
I would forget all our days since scarcely anyone knows that we were gone.


And If anyone asks, say it was forgotten
What ever had been is like it never did happen
As a flower in fall loses its vigor, as a waning fire, long ago
As a hushed footfall in last winter long-forgotten snow.


You must in your inner heart to let it be erased, forgotten and keep us apart
As a thing of beauty that fades and shrinks in human heart
Forgotten as the fire that once was singing, swaying violently to keep us from cold
Time, the eternal crony of death; yet kind to make us forgotten and old.


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