The Spike or Victoria University College Review, June 1927
Regrets
Regrets.
We three have trod the joyous road
In wind and sun, in storm and rain,
And still have held, as on we strode,
That happy days would come again.
"There will be other hearts as gay
(We said) as these that laugh to-day."
We knew the deep content that lies
In turning from the windswept sea
To find, ashine in other eyes,
Our own unspoken ecstasy.
Earth was more green, the sky more blue,
Beholding it with you, and you.
To-day I take the road again,
And alien feet keep pace with mine;
The morning skies are washed with rain,
The gorse-sweet air is strong as wine;
But somehow Spring is not so fair
As then, when you and you were there.