There was a road ran past our house
Too lovely to explore.
I asked my mother once — she said
That if you followed where it led
It brought you to the milk-man’s door.
(That’s why I have not travelled more.)
(Edna St. Vincent Millay)
More Poetry from Edna St. Vincent Millay:
- [Four Sonnets (1922)] (Edna St. Vincent Millay Poems)
- Bluebeard (Edna St. Vincent Millay Poems)
- Renascence (Edna St. Vincent Millay Poems)
- Ode To Silence (Edna St. Vincent Millay Poems)
- Interim (Edna St. Vincent Millay Poems)
- The Suicide (Edna St. Vincent Millay Poems)