by Luis G. Dato
Again the light a second time appears,
Then me you have remembered after all,
And that between no darkness forms a wall
To cause a quiet fall of bitter tears!
O let this candle be through all the years
The token that remembrance yet may call
Gloom to dispel and sweeten my life’s gall,
And shining thus assuage me in my fears!
For dearest one, remember that in you
I place alone of all my life the dream,
What happiness I’ll know, in past years knew
Were naught without you as my grace supreme,
Without you, what in life the guerdon due?
A living death my đays on earth would seem.
