My silver love is shared by all, With every flower and bird; With every man that greets me well, A friendly nod or word. My golden love is kept for two, That share my fire and mat; A little dog with simple ways, And my self-conscious cat. My diamond love, more precious far, Is shared by only one; And where She is that love prevails, On mat or grass, or stone. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SPRING'S NEBRASKA by KAREN SWENSON IF DEATH IS KIND by SARA TEASDALE IDYLL 1. LAMENT FOR ADONIS by BION THE GOLD-SEEKERS by HAMLIN GARLAND TALES OF A WAYSIDE INN: THE FIRST DAY: PAUL REVERE'S RIDE [APRIL 1775] by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW THE BUILDING OF THE SHIP by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW FOUR LITTLE FOXES by LEW SARETT |