Did You Never Know?
Sara Teasdale
Did you never know, long ago, how much you loved me -- That your love would never lessen and never go? You were young then, proud and fresh-hearted, You were too young to know. Fate is a wind, and red leaves fly before it Far apart, far away in the gusty time of year -- Seldom we meet now, but when I hear you speaking, I know your secret, my dear, my dear.
