Poems (Bell)/Sometime, Some Day

by Clara L. Bell

SOMETIME, SOME DAY.
(Written in 1879.)

Somewhere, somewhere, is a fair Heavenly land;When one of us be called to join the Angel band Will I or you be first, my dear? Or you or I left on this earth so drear?Sometime, the day will dawn when heart shall swellWith thoughts hard to express, 'twere vain to tell, In that sad time so dark, so dark and drear, Will it be you or I, my dear? Sometime, the sweet love words that now we sayWill be a memory ne'er to fade away. A day shall come when one can never speak, And to the other life be all forlorn and bleak,In that sad time so dark, so dark and drear,Will it be you or I, my dear?Sometime, some day, and one will stand with all abated breath,Watch the last sleep and say: "and is this death?" In that sad time so dark, so dark and drear, Will it be you or I, my dear?   O darling! you, my more than very life,   I think that even death itself be sweet,That I would gladly go alone to that "Fair land,"If, when I fall asleep," you only hold my hand.