There are many poems which touch us through the years. Poetry has the ability to say what we feel. It’s rhythm sometimes comforts us as a child can be comforted in a rocking chair. It lays bare the soul  and  pretense and pride are burned away by the fires of yesterday. It comforts us when we feel sadness and despair. It inspires us when hope is almost lost. The following poem was a favorite of mine in high school.

THE NIGHT HAS A THOUSAND EYES

The night has a thousand eyes,

And the day but one;

Yet the light of the bright world dies

With the dying sun.

The mind has a thousand eyes

And the heart but one;

Yet the light of a whole life dies

When love is done.

Francis William Bourdillon

THE COST OF LOVE

Little girl rocking in a rocking chair

Has strong faith that you’ll be there..

Hoping against hope that love will find

A way to convince you to be kind.

Little girl lost in the woods at night

Searching for you with a lantern light.

So great is her belief that you

Will do the right thing and see this through.

She waited until the sunlight came. 

Over and over she called your name.

“Momma, momma, can’t you see.

I’ll love you forever, but you don’t love me.”  

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