the leaves fall inconstant as you

Walking alone where we walked together, 

        When June was breezy and blue, 

I watch in the gray autumnal weather

        The leaves fall inconstant as you.

If a dead leaf startle behind me,

        I think 't is your garment's hem,

And, oh, where no memory could find me,

        Might I whirl away with them!

 

[James Russell Lowell {1819-1891} 'The Broken Tryst', from The Complete Poetical Works of James Russell Lowell]