By Sarah Teasdale
Date: 13 February 2001

Jewls

                         If I should see your eyes again,
                          I know how far their look would go --
                         Back to a morning in the park
                          With sapphire shadows on the snow.

                         Or back to oak trees in the spring
                          When you unloosed my hair and kissed
                         The head that lay against your knees
                          In the leaf shadow's amethyst.

                         And still another shining place
                          We would remember -- how the dun
                         Wild mountain held us on its crest
                          One diamond morning white with sun.

                         But I will turn my eyes from you
                          As women turn to put away
                         The jewels they have worn at night
                          And cannot wear in sober day.





                        
                                                              
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