I walked to-day, but not alone, <br />Adown a windy, sea-girt lea, <br />For memory, spendthrift of her charm, <br />Peopled the silent lands for me. <br /> <br />The faces of old comradeship <br />In golden youth were round my way, <br />And in the keening wind I heard <br />The songs of many an orient day. <br /> <br />And to me called, from out the pines <br />And woven grasses, voices dear, <br />As if from elfin lips should fall <br />The mimicked tones of yesteryear. <br /> <br />Old laughter echoed o'er the leas <br />And love-lipped dreams the past had kept, <br />From wayside blooms like honeyed bees <br />To company my wanderings crept. <br /> <br />And so I walked, but not alone, <br />Right glad companionship had I, <br />On that gray meadow waste between <br />Dim-litten sea and winnowed sky.<br /><br />Lucy Maud Montgomery<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/companioned/
