The Poetry Corner

Through The Long Days.

By John Milton Hay

Through the long days and years What will my loved one be, Parted from me? Through the long days and years. Always as then she was, Loveliest, brightest, best, Blessing and blest, - Always as then she was. Never on earth again Shall I before her stand, Touch lip or hand, - Never on earth again. But while my darling lives Peaceful I journey on, Not quite alone, Not while my darling lives.