Poem for January 14, 2032

There should be no despair for you

While nightly stars are burning,

While evening pours its silent dew

And sunshine gilds the morning.

There should be no despair - though tears

May flow down like a river:

Are not the best beloved of years

Around your heart forever?

They weep - you weep - it must be so;

Winds sigh as you are sighing,

And Winter sheds his grief in snow

Where Autumn's leaves are lying:

Yet these revive, and from their fate

Your fate cannot be parted,

Then journey on, if not elate,

Still, never broken-hearted!