Author Georgia Douglas Johnson Within your pulsing day There must be little space For visions of my face To lure your thoughts away. Yet, I would have it so, To bear alone the pain That saddens love's refrain. Pray God you never know! Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments