Here you will find the Poem I Shall Go Back of poet Edna St. Vincent Millay
I shall go back again to the bleak shore And build a little shanty on the sand In such a way that the extremest band Of brittle seaweed shall escape my door But by a yard or two; and nevermore Shall I return to take you by the hand. I shall be gone to what I understand, And happier than I ever was before. The love that stood a moment in your eyes, The words that lay a moment on your tongue, Are one with all that in a moment dies, A little under-said and over-sung. But I shall find the sullen rocks and skies Unchanged from what they were when I was young.