I Shall Return
I shall return again; I shall return
To laugh and love and watch with wonder-eyes
At golden noon the forest fires burn,
Wafting their blue-black smoke to sapphire skies.
I shall return to loiter by the streams
That bathe the brown blades of the bending grasses,
And realize once more my thousand dreams
Of waters rushing down the mountain passes.
I shall return to hear the fiddle and fife
Of village dances, dear delicious tunes
That stir the hidden depths of native life,
Stray melodies of dim remembered runes.
I shall return, I shall return again,
To ease my mind of long, long years of pain.
—Claude McKay
✨ “I Shall Return” is featured in our new poetry club series title: The Honey Field!
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"I shall return to hear the fiddle and fife
Of village dances, dear delicious tunes"
This is how I feel about playing the Shire theme (on repeat) music from Lord of the Rings. :)