Poems (Allen)/Little Losses
HO misses a drop from the shower? Who mourns a leaf lost from the tree?Who weeps, when the woods are in flower, If one broken blossom there be? Then, dear one, why cling so to me?
LITTLE LOSSES.
HO misses a drop from the shower? Who mourns a leaf lost from the tree?Who weeps, when the woods are in flower, If one broken blossom there be? Then, dear one, why cling so to me? The wind shakes the shining dew-spangles Loose out of the grass-tops at morn, And brushes the silkenest tangles From all the tossed locks of the corn, What time the first bird-songs are born;
And what heart deplores them? We only Perceive that no longer they be; And surely, you cannot be lonely, Missing out of the world only me? The whole world is enough, without me?
Who mourns for the tiny brown sparrow That dies in the thick orchard trees? God's world has not yet grown so narrow That it feels so small losses as these: Your loss is still smaller,—so peace!