Author Amelia Josephine Burr A LONG the woodland path we took I walk alone today, Between white drifts of loveliness New flowered by the way. Lightly did we meet, my dear, And smiling did we part ā But where you passed there is a trail Of blossoms in my heart. Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments