An Autumn Love Cycle/Romance

by Georgia Douglas Camp Johnson

Romance

When I was youngWhen I was young I used to say:Romance will come riding byAnd I shall surely smileAnd play with him awhile.

When I grew olderWhen I grew older then I said:Romance may come riding byI wonder shall I smileAnd play with him awhile?

But now—But now— Alas! I only say:Romance never will come byAnd I shall never smileHe has been dead the while!