Classic Poem

Bleak, bitter hours, when separate we knew
Days when the sun sank glowing in the west,
And quietly the shadows onward pressed
Until the twilight blotted out the blue.
The first faint stars came slowly to the view
And home-bound birds flew silent to their nest,
While swift as light our thoughts in eager quest
Pierced outward, yours to me and mine to you.

Now in the years when we together dream
Those days apart have lost their sombre look;
Mere dog-eared pages of Time's well-thumbed book
And not to us belonging do they seem.
Thus fate at last hath offered full amends
And made those lovers who were once but friends.