Christopher Morley

Here you will find the Poem The Commercial Traveler of poet Christopher Morley

The Commercial Traveler

AH very sweet! If news should come to you 
Some afternoon while waiting for our eve, 
That the great Manager had made me leave 
To travel on some territory new; 
And that, whatever homeward winds there blew, 
I could not touch your hand again, nor heave 
The logs upon our hearth and bid you weave 
Some wistful tale before the flames that grew. . .

Then, when the sudden tears had ceased to blind 
Your pansied eyes, I wonder if you could 
Remember rightly, and forget aright? 
Remember just your lad, uncouthly good, 
Forgetting what he failed in spleen or spite? 
Could you remember him as always kind?