It's hard to say which way will feelings stray
- one moment sad, one moment gay.

Sometimes we fool ourselves, keeping tears at bay.
An happiness illusion - hurtful thoughts well hid away.

And on and on like this, from day to day,
we must but move on, come what may.

"Live only for the present!", some may say.
	But I could not forsake the future (nor the past).
No, I could not live that way.

For oh, how I hope in feelings gay
- for that rare and truly joyous day!

It shall, it shall come once more my way.
It shall.........I pray!