IN Warsaw in Poland <br />Half the world away, <br />The one I love best of all <br />Thought of me to-day; <br />I know, for I went <br />Winged as a bird, <br />In the wide flowing wind <br />His own voice I heard; <br />His arms were round me <br />In a ferny place, <br />I looked in the pool <br />And there was his face— <br />But now it is night <br />And the cold stars say: <br />'Warsaw in Poland <br />Is half the world away.'<br /><br />Sara Teasdale<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/day-and-night-23/
