Poem by Sarah Orne Jewett

Missing

YOU walked beside me, quick and free;
With lingering touch you grasped my hand;
Your eyes looked laughingly in mine;
And now ? I can not understand.

I long for you, I mourn for you,
Through all the dark and lonely hours.
Heavy the weight the pallmen lift,
And cover silently with flowers. 

1. At Home from Church
2. The Soul of the Sunflower
3. In a Christmas Letter
4. A Wild Rose
5. At Waking

Alan Milne Missing ("I opened his box for half a minute")

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