Sometimes the mist overhangs my path,
And blackening clouds about me cling;
But, oh, I have a magic way
To turn the gloom to cheerful day-
I softly sing.
And if the way grows darker still,
Shadowed by Sorrow's somber wing,
With glad defiance in my throat,
I pierce the darkness with a note,
And sing, and sing.
I brood not over the broken past,
Nor dread whatever time may bring;
No nights are dark, no days are long,
While in my heart there swells a song,
And I can sing.
The Gift To Sing
James Weldon Johnson
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Poem topics: dark, heart, magic, sometimes, song, sorrow, time, wing, long, bring, glad, broken, throat, defiance, Valentine's Day, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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