Joy stayed with me a night —
Young and free and fair —
And in the morning light
He left me there.
Then Sorrow came to stay,
And lay upon my breast
He walked with me in the day.
And knew me best.
I’ll never be a bride,
Nor yet celibate,
So I’m living now with Pride —
A cold bedmate.
He must not hear nor see,
Nor could he forgive
That Sorrow still visits me
Each day I live.
i think light of love was an amazing poem. i love Dorothy Parker`s work.
She achieves so much in a few words.. it is a pleasure reading every word, every line
light of love was a nice poem
Dorthy parker is so amazing, she writes the most beautiful poems between the ones i read.