Jewels by Sara Teasdale If I should see your eyes again, I know how far their look would go -- Back to a morning in the park With sapphire shadows on the snow. Or back to oak trees in the spring When you unloosed my hair and kissed The head that lay against your knees In the leaf shadow's amethyst. And still another shining place We would remember -- how the dun Wild mountain held us on its crest One diamond morning white with sun. But I will turn my eyes from you. As women turn to put away The jewels they have worn at night And cannot wear in sober day.
Happy Saturday to you as well. We had lots of rain in the night. We needed it. I'm glad my yard work was completed last night. Lawn looks good.
