A tip of the hat to Arthur Fergenson for this:
"A Triolet" by Dorothy Parker, from "Not Much Fun: The Lost Poems of Dorothy Parker," compiled by Stuart Y. Silverstein (Scribner 2009)
“You’ll be returning, one day,
(Such premonitions are true ones.)
Treading the dew-spangled way,
You’ll be returning, one day.
I’ll have a few things to say—
I’ve learned a whole lot of new ones.
You’ll be returning, one day.
(Such premonitions are true ones.)”
To returning!