Poor little Heart!
Did they forget thee?
Then dinna care! Then dinna care!
Proud little Heart!
Did they forsake thee?
Be debonnaire! Be debonnaire!
Frail little Heart!
I would not break thee —
Could’st credit me? Could’st credit me?
Gay little Heart —
Like Morning Glory!
Wind and Sun — wilt thee array!
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Weeping may endure for a night, but joy comes in the morning.
I think this poem symbolizies that in tough times people may lose themselves and not always remember what they feel from their heart but in the end they follow what they believe.
Hey, I just can’t figure out what type of poem this is…is it a narritive, epilogue, lyric. I’m not really good at this. Also, What is You Left Me, Sweet Two Legicies??? Please tell me!!!
Hey, I just can’t figure out what type of poem this is…is it a narritive, epilogue, lyric. I’m not really good at this. Also, What is You Left Me, Sweet Two Legicies??? Please tell me!!!