4567648Poems — Coming BackMartha Lavinia Hoffman
COMING BACK

They are coming back, all the dear lost things,
They have flown away on their silent wings,
Sometime, sometime, down the future's track,
They are coming back, they are coming back!

All the beautiful things that we would have kept,
Over which we have prayed, over which we have wept;
All the dead, lost loves, that our tired hearts lack,
Sometime, sometime they are coming back.

All the broken friendships, the sundered ties,
All the happy voices and bright, glad eyes;
Though the night and the tempest be long and black,
The dawn and the sunlight are coming back.

Then pray, tired heart, but in praying, sing;
God taketh not from thee one goodly thing;
Thy jewels are lost on life's dusty track,
God knows where they fell, he can give them back.

All thy heart's high hopes, all thy brave desires,
All thy soul's deep smothered but quenchless fires,
All the failures that come when we best have planned,
Sometime we shall waken and understand.

Sometime, not far distant, oh heart so fond!
Somewhere, just above us and just beyond,
Somehow no brightness our lives shall lack,
Old earth's lost jewels are coming back.