A Little Memory

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Title:     A Little Memory
Author: Aldous Huxley [More Titles by Huxley]

White in the moonlight,
Wet with dew,
We have known the languor
Of being two.

We have been weary
As children are,
When over them, radiant,
A stooping star,

Bends their Good-Night,
Kissed and smiled:--
Each was mother,
Each was child.

Child, from your forehead
I kissed the hair,
Gently, ah, gently:
And you were

Mistress and mother
When on your breast
I lay so safely
And could rest.

[The end]
Aldous Huxley's poem: Little Memory

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