Of this my heart must confess

Of this my heart must confess
I have known thee oft in loneliness
Thy melancholy heart doth feel
Despite the wintry chill
It seems the days they come and go

Whether the spring or the snow
Will ere begin to change
In time perchance
The doubts may turn to dreams

These hopes and longings still
May someday in time
Come true

How oft I wonder through the haze
Of glorious sunrise
At beginning of days

Yet what round the corner find
So pessimistic my demise
Doth take its place
As my disguise
Of hope of longing
In your eyes

Tis feeble and folly true
To all too often think of you
And yet I do - I do
Of this I can't deny

And yet I often wonder why
Seasons come and go
Yet some things never change

Will my heart cease to beat
As once before
When you no more
Come walking through
That open door

Too much invested
Too many sleepless nights
Unrested

And for what
Tis not all of life
Found in this

Though joy is found
In momentary bliss
And we remember this
Yes, remember this

But not long may we
Grow old shall see
The days grow short
In time

Long after this rhyme
Hath past
Sublime

Twill know a love
That's always true
A love that once
Perchance
Thought I found in you

And whether here
Or some far off place
I trust will find
Us in thy grace

Where time seems
To stand yet still
And all of life
On earth
Lost its thrill

The will to live
To dream again
It hopes beyond
The world of men

And looks yet far
And farther still
To that long awaited
Place

Where hopes fulfilled
And tears replaced
With joy and grace
To carry on
Beyond the dawn
And close of day

-Joshua Lee Foist