Author Georgia Douglas Johnson Some dayI shall be glad that it was mine to beA dark fore-runner of a race burgeoning;I then shall knowThe secret of life's Calvary,And bless the thornsThat wound me! Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments