Friendship After Love
Ella Wheeler Wilcox
1850 to 1919
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He beckons us to follow, and across
Cool verdant vales we wander free from care.
Is it a touch of frost lies in the air?
Comes large-eyed friendship: with a restful gaze,
And yet, and yet, these days are incomplete.
Has burned itself to ashes, and expires
After the fierce midsummer all ablaze
Crowned with the calm of peace, but sad with haze.
So after Love has led us, till he tires
We do not wish the pain back, or the heat;
Why are we haunted with a sense of loss?
There come the mellow, mild, St. Martin days
Of his own throes, and torments, and desires,
In the intensity of its own fires,