4510565Poems — Sweet AnnaMartha A. Smith

SWEET ANNA.


Sweet, black-eyed, gentle Anna,
I will love you all my life;
And in years that are to follow,
You will be somebody's wife.

Near and dear to me forever,
You are twin'd around my heart.
I will cherish thy memory ever,
Until we from this earth depart.

We can not look into the future,
And know the love in store for thee:
But I trust a bright hereafter,
And many happy years you'll see.

For thee oft my prayers are wafted
Up to God in heaven above,
That He keep thee pure and holy,
Fill thy heart with trust and love.

Bear up bravely, show him calmly
You can be as proud as he:
For his love you did not ask it,—
'Twas himself untrue to thee.

Yet it grieves me one I loved so
Should have caused a pang to thee:
Gentle, loving, kind, and truthful,
You should ever happy be.

I trust I'll live on, gentle Anna,
To see you yet a blushing bride:
True hearts to love and caress you,—
A devoted husband by your side.

My sweet and gentle Anna,
There is sorrow on thy brow.
Throw it off!—the sun to-morrow
Will shine just as bright as now.

In years that are to follow,
You may yet so happy be;
And I trust forget thy sorrow,
And kindly think of me.