Perhaps sometime we need no longer wonder If others love us, love or never care; Perhaps sometime through life we need not blunder, So often fail to find the sweetness there. So many days we want a little kindness, When unencouraged up the hill we go; So many days we walk the way in blindness -- We want to know. Perhaps sometime the loved shall hear the lover, Across the void perhaps a voice will call; Perhaps sometime our own hearts shall discover That there are those around us, after all. So many days so many clouds above us, So many lonely ways we have to go; O you who love, but never say you love us, We want to know. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...GEOMETRY IS THE MIND OF GOD by JAMES GALVIN FAITH by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON SYMPHONIC STUDIES (AFTER ROBERT SCHUMANN) by EMMA LAZARUS DOMESDAY BOOK: GEORGE JOSLIN ON LA MENKEN by EDGAR LEE MASTERS IN 'DESIGNING A CLOAK TO CLOAK HIS DESIGNS' YOU WRESTED FROM OBLIVION by MARIANNE MOORE GARDEN WIRELESS by CARL SANDBURG IN GRANTCHESTER MEADOWS; ON HEARING A SKYLARK SING by GEORGE SANTAYANA |