SOME day our eyes will brighten, and some day our hearts will lighten, <br />Some day the sun will shine for you and me; <br />Some day grim doubt we'll banish, and the clouds of woe will vanish, <br />And the rosy, golden future we shall see. <br />Some day we'll know the wherefore of earth's journey, sweetheart, therefore <br />Let us bear the present bravely as we go, <br />Let us sing our songs of gladness, though our hearts are tinged with sadness, <br />We shall some day reach the valley where the roses bloom and blow. <br /> <br />Some day in the hereafter we shall find the will for laughter, <br />And the smiles will deck our faces once again; <br />And upon that brighter morrow, you shall ne'er have cause for sorrow, <br />For I'll never stay out later, dear, than ten; <br />Some day I'll cease to worry you while dressing, or to hurry you, <br />But patiently I'll wait until you come, <br />And though late we are, my dearie, I shall still be gay and cheery, <br />On the day when little trials shall have ceased to make us glum. <br /> <br />Some day soon, I feel it coming, when the bees once more are humming, <br />And the snows have melted silently away, <br />When the skies above are tender, and old Mother Earth in splendor <br />Bedecks herself with pansies and the tulips red and gay, <br />Maybe somebody will write me and in pleasant terms invite me <br />To spend Sunday at his cottage on the bay; <br />And that day when we are fishing, and our lines are gayly swishing, <br />We shall never have to murmur that the big ones got away.<br /><br />Edgar Albert Guest<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/some-day-33/
