Author Christina Georgina Rossetti I have a little husband And he is gone to sea, The winds that whistle round his ship Fly home to me. The winds that sigh about me Return again to him; So I would fly, if only I Were light of limb. Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments