WHEN YOU GO by Jessie Belle Rittenhouse
When you go, a hush fallsOver all my heart,And in a trance of my own dreamsI move apart.
When you go, the street growsLike a vacant placeWhat if a million faces passIf not your face ?
When you go, my life stopsLike ships becalmed at sea,And waits the breath from heaven that blowsYou back to me.
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