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 Waking
2. Verses
3. A Country Boy in Winter
4. A Wild Rose
5. In a Christmas Letter

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

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