NOW I MAY SING OF SADNESS....

Knowing, dear, that my whole heart lies at rest

Deep in the heart of you, I may sing a song

Telling the tale of bitterness and wrong....

Knowing, dear, that my head lay on your breast

Only last night, I may sing of dreams that died,

And hopes that never were born, and faith betrayed,

Of weary feet that have left the road and strayed

Out of the narrow way, to pastures wide.

Dear, when my songs were gay, I did not know

Whether you cared. And so I had to sing

Gladly, to mask grim fear — I had to bring

Sunlight to point the path that I must go!

Now that the clouds are silver sweet above,

I may sing songs of sadness. I am blessed

Knowing, dear, that my whole heart lies at rest,

Knowing, dear, that I have your love — your love!