Just a rainy day or two 
In a windy tower, 
That was all I had of you- 
Saving half an hour.


Marred by greeting passing groups 
In a cinder walk, 
Near some naked blackberry hoops 
Dim with purple chalk. 
I remember three or four 
Things you said in spite, 
And an ugly coat you wore, 
Plaided black and white.


Just a rainy day or two 
And a bitter word. 
Why do I remember you 
As a singing bird?