Sorrow Clouded in Happiness <br /> <br /> <br />The little sweet girl of eight, <br />With her pony tail straight; <br />And a face luminously bright, <br />Was such a lovely sight! <br /> <br />With sparkling eyes full of glee, <br />She smugly sat on my knee, <br />'Uncle', 'Uncle', queried she, <br />'What do you think of me? ' <br /> <br />My thoughts ran wild-and wild, <br />O'er the leaves that were filed <br />In the archives of the mind, now mild <br />With the years that have piled. <br /> <br />How can I tell my mind to her, <br />That I thought better of her, <br />As my own dear, beloved child, <br />Who parted me, with grief ever tied!<br /><br />chandra thiagarajan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sorrow-clouded-in-happiness/
