Classic Poem

Then this is all?...
The way we came no longer glows
With daffodils; no more the robins call,
Beside the path there blooms no sweet wild rose.
To see what lies ahead, I dare not try;
— Sweetheart, good-bye!

Yours was the choice...
Within your hands, so quick to give,
Life's balance trembled once. Do you rejoice
That, broken on Fate's Wheel, to-day I live,
Still loving — still unworthy, though I try?
— Sweetheart, good-bye!

Somewhere, some day...
The darkened way will lightened be.
I know — I do not hope, nor wish, nor pray
But wait — for what is mine must come to me.
Then — happiness!... Until there dawns the Light.
— Sweetheart, good-night!