You Traveled Whilst I Worried Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

You Traveled Whilst I Worried



in your land of chill and frost
where snow is easy as the rain
and more
where thunder be continually in store
and
its bolts make up the long night
for you
in joy; keep dread out of sight
though dread the neighing winds;
the icicles on the glass windows'
from beneath the doors
the besieging winds all hoar.
You traveled whilst I worried.

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