We met at the end of the party When all the drinks were dead And all the glasses dirty: 'Have this that's left', you said. We walked through the last of summer, When shadows reached long and blue Across days that were growing shorter: You said: 'There's autumn too'.
Philip Larkin.
We met at the end of the partyWhen all the drinks were deadAnd all the glasses dirty:'Have this that's left', you said.We walked through the last of summer,When shadows reached long and blueAcross days that were growing shorter:You said: 'There's aut