Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Here you will find the Poem A Leaf of poet Ella Wheeler Wilcox

A Leaf

Somebody said, in the crowd, last eve, 
 That you were married, or soon to be.
I have not thought of you, I believe, 
 Since last we parted. Let me see: 
Five long Summers have passed since then ?
 Each has been pleasant in its own way ?
And you are but one of a dozen men
 Who have played the suitor a Summer day.

But, nevertheless, when I heard your name, 
 Coupled with some one?s, not my own, 
There burned in my bosom a sudden flame, 
 That carried me back to the day that is flown.
I was sitting again by the laughing brook, 
 With you at my feet, and the sky above, 
And my heart was fluttering under your look ?
 The unmistakable look of Love.

Again your breath, like a South wind, fanned
 My cheek, where the blushes came and went; 
And the tender clasp of your strong, warm hand
 Sudden thrills through my pulses sent.
Again you were mine by Love?s decree: 
So for a moment it seemed last night, 
 When somebody mentioned your name to me.

Just for the moment I thought you mine ?
 Loving me, wooing me, as of old.
The tale remembered seemed half divine ?
 Though I held it lightly enough when told.
The past seemed fairer than when it was near, 
 As `blessings brighten when taking flight, ?
And just for the moment I held you near ?
 When somebody mentioned your name last night.