Classic Poem

for Stevie at Caritas 1909

Somehow it seems to me you will take nothing away with you that does not belong to you:
Somehow it seems to me you will leave nothing with me that does not belong to me:
Even the tears, dear comrade — the goodbye tears: they belong to you and to me:
And it is true that as you go I will go with you forever:
And it is true that as I stay you will stay with me forever:
For nothing belongs to you or to me or to today in gain or loss that does not belong to both of us in treasure forever:
Somehow these things seem true to me as you go: somehow these things seem true to me as I stay:
Somehow, somehow, somehow