Ah, I know what happiness is …!
It is a timid little fawn
Creeping softly up to me
For one caress, then gone
Before I'm through with it …
Away, like dark from dawn!
Well I know what happiness is …!
It is the break of day that wears
A shining dew decked diadem …
An aftermath of tears.
Fawn and dawn, emblems of joy …
I've played with them for years,
And always they will slip away
Into the brush of another day.