Verse and Reverse (1921)/Love

For works with similar titles, see Love.


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Love

Love is just a game for children,
Just for grown-up girls and boys;
Sure, 'tis but another plaything
When they've left their childish toys
And 'tis you and I that know it,
Looking on with older eyes;—
Love is just a game for children,—
Yet 'tis sad to be so wise.

Love is just an idle fancy;
'Tis a tale in leisure told;
'Tis a fairy road that reaches
To the rainbow's pot of gold.
We're too busy for such dreaming,
Life has such brave things to do,—
Yet, though love's an idle fancy,
Don't you, sometimes, wish 'twere true?

—Louise Richardson Rorke


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