Classic Poem

1

Smile kindly love when we shall meet
Think kind too when we part
For these love are the bitter sweet
That warm or chill the heart
A doubtful word, an awkward look
Interpreted unkind
Is printed in loves motley book
Which years will keep in mind.

2

Let our first meeting love be smiles
That spring itself puts on
For nothing more the heart beguiles
For absent shadows gone
Thy first words be they sweet & few
And nothing speak in vain
And loves first kiss once felt so true
Will be the same again.