9.16.2010

a note of sadness

A poem by my grandmother. Written in 1928, when she was 18 years old.
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.