Lover's forget ur love <br />and listen to the love of these <br />she a window Flower, <br />and he a Winter breeze <br /> <br />when the frosty window <br />was melted down at noon <br />and the caged yellow bird <br />hung over her in tune <br /> <br />he marked her through the pane <br />he could not help but mark <br />and only passed her by <br />to come again at dark <br /> <br />he was a winter wind <br />concerned with ice and snow <br />dead weeds and unmated birds <br />and litle of love could know <br /> <br />but he sighed upon the sill <br />he gave the sash a shake <br />as witness all within <br />who lay that night awake <br /> <br />perchance he half prevailed <br />to win her for the flight <br />from the firelit looking glass <br />and warm stove window light <br /> <br />but the flower leaned aside <br />and thought of naught to sasy <br />and morning found the breeze <br />a hundred miles away<br /><br />Book Worm<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/wind-and-window-flower-by-robert-frost/
