Hamburg
The day that I come home, What will you find to say,-- Words as light as foam With laughter light as spray?
Yet say what words you will The day that I come home; I shall hear the whole deep ocean Beating under the foam.
Sara Teasdale
The day that I come home, What will you find to say,-- Words as light as foam With laughter light as spray?
Yet say what words you will The day that I come home; I shall hear the whole deep ocean Beating under the foam.
In this short lyric, a speaker imagines returning home and wonders what someone will find to say. The words may be as light as foam, full of laughter and spray—pleasant, but insubstantial.
Les hele sammendraget