The Arrow And The Song

I shot an arrow into the air,
It fell to earth, I knew not where;
For, so swiftly it flew, the sight
Could not follow it in its flight.

I breathed a song into the air,
It fell to earth, I knew not where;
For who has sight so keen and strong,
That it can follow the flight of song?

Long, long afterward, in an oak
I found the arrow, still unbroke;
And the song, from beginning to end,
I found again in the heart of a friend.

by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

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Gentleness! ! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
He writes of his desire and covets what the other has and is watching everyday.. iip.. James
A poem so nicely penned, gives a fun of haunting. Thanks poet for sharing it. Congrats.
Gives a feeling like being Haunted... nicely written. Thanks for the sharing of the lovely poem.
It is a beauriful poem having haunting expression. Thanks for sharing and congratulations for being selected as the poem of the day.
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