no joy that does not sing of longing,
Having come a long, hard way to love.
All happiness is earned, all bliss belonging,
Nor need one be alone, though lonesome prove.
Kindness is a kind of gratitude,
Sign and source of pleasure in one's being,
Giving thanks by giving, as the shrewd
Invest in what they have small chance of seeing.
Very little time is spent in singing.
Instead, we speak of what we want or need,
Not knowing every minute we are bringing
Gifts to those whose music we might
Copyright by Nicholas Gordon