A FAINT twitter at paling dawn, Or hurried chirp, with some crumbs on the lawn— You did not have much time for talk When I came to the cottage under the oaks Where downy wine-red wallflowers grew— For family cares were absorbing you, When I moved in. When your children were grown, you brought them to call, As a neighbor should; But our meetings all had a path between, I never knew you as well as I would... And now that golden leaves flutter about— You have moved out. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE SPHINX by RALPH WALDO EMERSON A WOMAN'S LOVE by JOHN MILTON HAY FRAGMENT OF OLDE STUFFE by JAMES A. BRILL THE GREAT ADVENTURE by PATRICK REGINALD CHALMERS THE CHAINED CRUSADER by WILFRED ROWLAND CHILDE AUTUMN PROPHECY by GORDON DALE CLARKE DEATH'S LECTURE AT THE FUNERAL OF A YOUNG GENTLEMAN by RICHARD CRASHAW |