Poems (Van Vorst)/Where are You, Dear?
WHERE ARE YOU, DEAR?
Where are you, Dear, now that the winter white
Has nearly run its course? Spring will be here
And birds shall sing as home they wing their flight,
"Where are you, Dear?"
Has nearly run its course? Spring will be here
And birds shall sing as home they wing their flight,
"Where are you, Dear?"
Thus I have sung and waited thro' the year,
Saying at morning: "You will come with night?"
And in the night: "With the dawn kind and clear,
Saying at morning: "You will come with night?"
And in the night: "With the dawn kind and clear,
"You will pass by! "My little dwelling bright
Has its soft curtains drawn; I wait the cheer
Your presence brings by day and candle-light;
"Where are you. Dear?"
Has its soft curtains drawn; I wait the cheer
Your presence brings by day and candle-light;
"Where are you. Dear?"