One Year ago — jots what? God — spell the word! I — can’t — Was’t Grace? Not that — Was’t Glory? That — will do — Spell slower — Glory — Such Anniversary shall be — Sometimes — not often — in Eternity — When farther Parted, than the Common Woe — Look — feed upon each other’s faces — so — In doubtful meal, if it be possible Their Banquet’s true — I tasted — careless — then — I did not know the Wine Came once a World — Did you? Oh, had you told me so — This Thirst would blister — easier — now — You said it hurt you — most — Mine — was an Acorn’s Breast — And could not know how fondness grew In Shaggier Vest — Perhaps — I couldn’t — But, had you looked in — A Giant — eye to eye with you, had been — No Acorn — then — So — Twelve months ago — We breathed — Then dropped the Air — Which bore it best? Was this — the patientest — Because it was a Child, you know — And could not value — Air? If to be “Elder” — mean most pain — I’m old enough, today, I’m certain — then — As old as thee — how soon? One — Birthday more — or Ten? Let me — choose! Ah, Sir, None!Jan BagwellGod Bless ! |