Ah, yesterday was dark and drear, <br />My heart was deadly sore; <br />Without thy love it seemed, my Dear, <br />That I could live no more. <br /> <br />And yet I laugh and sing to-day; <br />Care or care not for me, <br />Thou canst not take the love away <br />With which I worship thee. <br /> <br />And if to-morrow, Dear, I live, <br />My heart I shall not break: <br />For still I hold it that to give <br />Is sweeter than to take.<br /><br />Mathilde Blind<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/ah-yesterday-was-dark-and-drear/
