Author Georgia Douglas Johnson My joy leaps with your ecstasy, In sympathy divine; The smiles that wreathe upon your lips, Find sentinels on mine: Your lightest sigh I'm echoing, I tremble with your pain, And all your tears are falling In my heart like bitter rain. Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 Average: 5 (1 vote) Rate Log in or register to post comments