I saw her coming through the flowery grass, <br />Round her swift ankles butterfly and bee <br />Blent loud and silent wings ; I saw her pass <br />Where foam-bows shivered on the sunny sea. <br /> <br />Then came the swallow crowding up the dawn, <br />And cuckoo-echoes filled the dewy South. <br />I left my love upon the hill, alone, <br />My last kiss burning on her lovely mouth.<br /><br />Francis Ledwidge<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/spring-love-4/
