Song
1884-1978
The Spring will come when the year turns,
As if no Winter had been,
But what shall I do with a locked heart
That lets no new year in?
The birds will go when the Fall goes,
The leaves will fade in the field,
But what shall I do with an old love
Will neither die nor yield?
Oh! youth will turn as the world turns,
And dim grow laughter and pain,
But how shall I hide from an old dream
I never may dream again?
DayPoems Poem No. 1476
<a href="http://www.daypoems.net/poems/1476.html">Song by Margaret Widdemer</a>
The DayPoems Poetry Collection, www.daypoems.net
Timothy Bovee, editor
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