Girl of fifteen, I see you each morning from my window As you pass on your way to school. I do more than see, I watch you. I furtively draw the curtain aside. And my heart leaps through my eyes And follows you down the street; Leaving me behind, half-hid And wholly ashamed. What holds me back, Half-hid behind the curtains and wholly ashamed, But my forty years beyond your fifteen? Girl of fifteen, as you pass There passes, too, a lightning flash of time In which you lift those forty summers off my head, And take those forty winters out of my heart. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FROM THE ANTIQUE (2) by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI SONNET TO NIGHT by JOSEPH BLANCO WHITE WHAT THE ENGINE SAYS by ALEXANDER ANDERSON MONA LISA by JOHN KENDRICK BANGS THE RED COUNTRY by WILLIAM ROSE BENET ENCHANTED MACHINES by BERTON BRALEY PIPPA PASSES by ROBERT BROWNING ON THE UNION AND THREE-FOLD DISTINCTION OF GOD, NATURE AND CREATURE by JOHN BYROM |