Author Leonard Cohen With Annie gone, whose eyes to compare with the morning sun? Not that Idid compare, But I do compare Now that she's gone. Tags sun Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 Average: 3.7 (20 votes) Rate Reviews Post review No reviews yet. Log in or register to post comments