And have ye come again, Dim seedling of the dew? Long waiting have I lain In wintriness like you, Through many a month of pain, And wondered if ye knew: And whether ye, unchanged Despite the sundering snow, When back to light ye ranged, My altered face would know Or deem the heart estranged That late had loved you so. But now with glances sweet Ye've wandered back today. Your lagging friend to meet And chide his long delay. Behold, with willing feet I follow! Lead the way! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AN EXPLANATION by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON DOWN BY THE CARIB SEA: 1. SUNRISE IN THE TROPICS by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON VETERAN SIRENS by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON SHEEP AND LAMBS by KATHARINE TYNAN AS I SIT WRITING HERE by WALT WHITMAN LINES TO A BEAUTIFUL AND BUS-RIDING LADY by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS |