Poems (Freston)/You Will Remember

by Elizabeth Heléne Freston

YOU WILL REMEMBER

   You will remember,
In soft June days or chill December,
Will memory haunt you with a vague regret,
You'll not forget, you'll not forget.
We loved and laughed together, you and I,
And dreamed our dreams in those old days gone by;
I saw my heaven in your eyes of blue,—
   I deemed so true,—
And I was more than all the world to you,
Then since such memories cling to my heart yet,
 Can you forget? Can you forget?

   You will remember,
In soft June days and chill December,
Though you may strive to stifle all regret,
 You'll not forget! you'll not forget!
Fate came and brought you her fair gift of gold,
That like the Fays, may turn to leaves and mould;
And for the gold you scorned the golden heart,—
   Oh, trusting heart,—
And so we part, and so we part.
Oh, do not dream that you can purchase joy,
Or that your gold will be without alloy;
You'll hunger, though the feast be fair and free,
 And yearn for me, and yearn for me.