"I Thought of You"

by Sara Teasdale
I thought of you and how you love this beauty,
 And walking up the long beach all alone
I heard the waves breaking in measured thunder
 As you and I once heard their monotone.
Around me were the echoing dunes, beyond me
 The cold and sparkling silver of the sea —
We two will pass through death and ages lengthen
 Before you hear that sound again with me.