The Heart That Is Pining

Timothy Thomas Fortune

The heart that is pining for love that is vain
Will outlive its sorrow and conquer its pain,
Will seek where is hidden the balsam 'gainst woe,
And smile with the merry in pleasure's glad flow.

A few rashly seek to forget in red wine
Th' affection they strove with their love to entwine,
But they are far wiser who pine not, but choose
To seek and secure them an easier won rose.

This life is too short and this world is too fair
To bury existence in sorrow and care,
And hearts are too plenty to seek what is lost,
Thus making life's Summer a Winter of frost.

Last updated May 08, 2018