Your eyes and the valley are memories.
Your eyes fire and the valley a bowl.
It was here a moonrise crept over the timberline.
It was here we turned the coffee cups upside down.
And your eyes and the moon swept the valley.
I will see you again to-morrow.
I will see you again in a million years.
I will never know your dark eyes again.
These are three ghosts I keep.
These are three sumach-red dogs I run with.
All of it wraps and knots to a riddle:
I have the moon, the timberline, and you.
All three are gone-and I keep all three.
Valley Song
Carl Sandburg
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Poem topics: dark, fire, never, red, coffee, moon, valley, I love you, I miss you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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