Poem

Small Is The Trust When Love Is Green

Robert Louis Stevenson
SMALL is the trust when love is green In sap of early years; A little thing steps in between And kisses turn to tears. Awhile - and see how love be grown In loveliness and power! Awhile, it loves the sweets alone, But next it loves the sour. A little love is none at all That wanders or that fears; A hearty love dwells still at call To kisses or to tears. Such then be mine, my love to give, And such be yours to take:- A faith to hold, a life to live, For lovingkindness' sake: Should you be sad, should you be gay, Or should you prove unkind, A love to hold the growing way And keep the helping mind:- A love to turn the laugh on care When wrinkled care appears, And, with an equal will, to share Your losses and your tears.

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