When I am all alone <br />Envy me most, <br />Then my thoughts flutter round me <br />In a glimmering host; <br /> <br />Some dressed in silver, <br />Some dressed in white, <br />Each like a taper <br />Blossoming light; <br /> <br />Most of them merry, <br />Some of them grave, <br />Each of them lithe <br />As willows that wave; <br /> <br />Some bearing violets, <br />Some bearing bay, <br />One with a burning rose <br />Hidden away -- <br /> <br />When I am all alone <br />Envy me then, <br />For I have better friends <br />Than women and men.<br /><br />Sara Teasdale<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/thoughts/
