William Ernest Henley

Echoes. 42. A Wink from Hesper

A wink from Hesper, falling
  Fast in the wintry sky,
Comes through the even blue,
Dear, like a word from you…
  Is it good-bye?

Across the miles between us
  I send you sigh for sigh.
Good-Night, sweet friend, good-night:
Till life and all take flight,
  Never good-bye.