Souvenir by Edna St. Vincent Millay
Just a rainy day or two In a windy tower, That was all I had of you— Saving half an hour.
Marred by greeting passing groups In a cinder walk, Near some naked blackberry hoops Dim with purple chalk. I remember three or four Things you said in spite, And an ugly coat you wore, Plaided black and white.
Just a rainy day or two And a bitter word. Why do I remember you As a singing bird?
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