Stephen kissed me in the spring, Robin in the fall, But Colin only looked at me And never kissed at all. Stephenโs kiss was lost in jest, Robinโs lost in play, But the kiss in Colinโs eyes Haunts me night and day.
Sara TeasdaleNow at last I have come to see what life is, Nothing is ever ended, everything only begun, And the brave victories that seem so splendid Are never really won.
Sara Teasdale