Time Does Not Bring Relief.. Edna St. Vincent Millay Time does not bing relief; you all have lied who told me time would ease me of my pain! I miss him in the weeping of the rain; I want him at the shrinking of the tide; The old Snows melt from every mountain-side, and last years leaves are smoke in every lane; But last years loving remains heaped on my heart, and my old thoughts abide. There are a hundred places where I fear to go - so with his memory they brim. and entering with relief some quiet place where never fell his foot or shone his face I say, There is no memory of him here! And so stand stricken, still remembering him. peeteslanding.blogspot
Posted on: Tue, 03 Jun 2014 08:07:58 +0000
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