Together by bright water <br />We sat, my love and I. <br />Light as a skimming swallow <br />The perfect hour went by <br />With words like ripples breaking <br />On full thoughts softly waking; <br />With thoughts so dear and shy <br />That no word dared to follow. <br /> <br />Down by that sunny water <br />The spring's sweet voice we heard. <br />The wind, the leaves' young lover, <br />My love's hair gently stirred. <br />An hour ago we parted; <br />I wander heavy--hearted. <br />Heavily, like a wounded bird, <br />The day lags, night draws over.<br /><br />Robert Laurence Binyon<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/an-hour-2/
