by Michael Joseph
Written to Charles (June 1930 - December 1942)
I shall walk in the sun alone
Whose golden light you loved;
I shall sleep alone
And, stirring, touch an empty place:
I shall write uninterrupted
(Would that your gentle paw
Could stay my moving pen just once again!)
I shall see beauty
But none to match your living grace;
I shall hear music
But not so sweet as the droning sound
With which you loved me.
I shall fill my days
But I shall not, cannot forget;
Sleep soft, dear friend,
For while I live you shall not die.
Return to Poetry
** Fair Use Notice**
This document may contain copyrighted material, use of which has not been
specifically authorized by the copyright owners. I believe that this
not-for-profit, educational use on the Web constitutes a fair use of the
copyrighted material (as provided for in section 107 of the US Copyright
Law). If you wish to use this copyrighted material for purposes of your
own that go beyond fair use, you must obtain permission from the copyright
owner.
