Today, down by the Salley Garden, I just watched you walk away
You bade me, baited me to take life easy, to live an easy love
I felt far away from the springing of grass and the greens of trees
Emerging along the path, awakening me, asking me about today.
You laid your snow white hand in mine, and with one kind squeeze showed
Me how I lost you. I was far away. We were far away from where we left.
Tonight, down by the Salley Gardens, I just close my eyes and stay, asking
Am I losing or can I now smell the purple lilac, the lavender, the laurel?
With respects to The National, Yeats, and PoetGirlEm: