Such special sweetness was about <br /> That day God sent you here, <br />I knew the lavender was out, <br /> And it was mid of year. <br /> <br />Their common way the great winds blew, <br /> The ships sailed out to sea; <br />Yet ere that day was spent I knew <br /> Mine own had come to me. <br /> <br />As after song some snatch of tune <br /> Lurks still in grass or bough, <br />So, somewhat of the end o' June <br /> Lurks in each weather now. <br /> <br />The young year sets the buds astir, <br /> The old year strips the trees; <br />But ever in my lavender <br /> I hear the brawling bees. <br /> <br />For me the jasmine buds unfold <br /> And silver daisies star the lea, <br />The crocus hoards the sunset gold, <br /> And the wild rose breathes for me. <br />I feel the sap through the bough returning, <br /> I share the skylark's transport fine, <br />I know the fountain's wayward yearning, <br /> I love, and the world is mine! <br /> <br />I love, and thoughts that sometime grieved, <br /> Still well remembered, grieve not me; <br />From all that darkened and deceived <br /> Upsoars my spirit free. <br />For soft the hours repeat one story, <br /> Sings the sea one strain divine; <br />My clouds arise all flushed with glory -- <br /> I love, and the world is mine!<br /><br />Lizette Woodworth Reese<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/that-day-you-came/
