A THOUSAND YEARS

A thousand years from now No one will know that you and I Lifted our arms to touch the sky And clasped an empty vow,— No one will know, We loved so long ago! A thousand years from now We shall not hear the cry of hope Linger, remember, echo, grope, While mornings glow And evenings come and go! A thousand years from now No one will know that we have slept Breast to each other’s breast and wept,— No one will know We loved so long ago! A thousand years from now We shall not see love welcome death, Dreams harden into frosted breath, Spring burn the apple bough While mornings glow And evenings come and go!