1220. Lilacs - Katherine Garrison Chapin

When I met my lover
  Lilacs were new,
He said, “I brought some lilacs,
  Lilacs for you.”

I took them eagerly
  Laughing in surprise.
He said “ They are pretty
  Just like your eyes.”

I pressed the pointed blossoms
  chose to my check,
And the smooth green leaves…
  But I couldn’t speak.

How was I to tell him,
  Spring being new,
How say: ‘Its is the lilacs
  I love, not you”