I love you, dear, as they alone can love
Who know that just around the corner of a smile
Lie tears; and just beyond the sunshine of a glance
Wait pain and bitter disappointment;
And in the sweetest passage of a song
There lurks a note of sadness.
9.16.2010
a note of sadness
A poem by my grandmother. Written in 1928, when she was 18 years old.