October
Long looked for was the summer. Anxious eyes
Noted the budding bough, the crocus flame,
That told its coming. Now, 'neath autumn skies
The leaves fall slowly, slowly as they came.
There is no need to watch while winter weaves
Fair buds to crown another golden prime,
For something heavier than the autumn leaves
Has hidden eyes that looked for summer-time.
The trees shall wake from their forgetful sleep
Unto new blossom and a tender green –
The countless trees! – but never one will keep
A little leaf or flower that she has seen!
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Margaret Veley (1843-1887), 1880
from A Marriage of Shadows, and other poems, 1888
[Poem is in the public domain worldwide]
Margaret Veley biography
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