Poems (Jordan)/Anticipation
ANTICIPATION
There's a look like a child's, on an age-withered face,
Like a child's with its heart all a-thrill,
As it hangs by the shelf, in the Time-honored place,
Its small stocking for Santa to fill,
And that look glancing out of an aged one's eyes,
Who has hung empty hopes on Earth's wall,
Is of ignorant heart-bliss which waits a surprise
When the Morning shall break for us all!
Like a child's with its heart all a-thrill,
As it hangs by the shelf, in the Time-honored place,
Its small stocking for Santa to fill,
And that look glancing out of an aged one's eyes,
Who has hung empty hopes on Earth's wall,
Is of ignorant heart-bliss which waits a surprise
When the Morning shall break for us all!