It is not a word spoken,
Few words are said;
Nor even a look of the eyes
Nor a bend of the head,
But only a hush of the heart
That has too much to keep,
Only memories waking
That sleep so light a sleep.
Submitted by Venus
Sara Teasdale
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/it-is-not-a-word-2/
