WINDS of the morning, whisper low, <br />Lingered you in the valley where <br />Sleeps my love of the Long Ago, <br />Under the pale green grasses there? <br /> <br />Tell me, winds of the morning, sweet, <br />There you paused in your gentle way, <br />Before you came to the city street, <br />To kiss the daisies that o'er her sway. <br /> <br />There, from there, all your fragrance rare <br />You gathered, winds of the morning, say; <br />Whisper low that you come from there <br />To cheer the heart of me today. <br /> <br />Winds of the morning, so cool and sweet, <br />Laden with fragrance; I know, I know <br />You have come from that deep retreat, <br />Where sleeps my love of the Long Ago.<br /><br />Edgar Albert Guest<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/winds-of-the-morning/
