THERE is meeting and parting The wide world over, Day by day, Of true hearts and fond hearts, The maid and the lover, And thus alway. But never a parting Will give me sorrow, And never comes The hope of the friends I'll meet to-morrow — I'm of the slums. Day and night are forever So dreary: I never know Aught of a friend, When the heart is weary To let him know. But often I pray when the Night is gloomy, That God would send, In all His mercy, from Heaven to me, One loving friend. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE FLAME LIGHTS UP by DAVID IGNATOW THE LAMP OF LIFE by AMY LOWELL A WARRIOR'S PRAYER by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR A WHITE ROSE by JOHN BOYLE O'REILLY THE CITY CHILD by ALFRED TENNYSON BROKEN MUSIC by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH SEADRIFT by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH |