Poems (Radford)/In the Woods

by Dollie Radford

For works with similar titles, see In the Woods.

VII In the Woods

Are your grave eyes graver growing? Sweetheart, may I lookAt the treasured thoughts which move you In the poet's book?Stay not in the lazy shade With the drowsy roses;Come into the woods and see Where I find my posies.

Has the buried singer left us Songs to make you weep?Are you saddened by the sorrow That his numbers keep? Or were all the songs he gave us Born in happy hours?Come with me, he found his music Where I find my flowers.