Georgia Douglas Johnson, "Store" (1928)
As a mocking skull,
Come if you will;
Today was mine,
And in its shine
I did distill
Full meed of joy
All fadeless, pure,
Through life's bleak changes to endure:
And as I thread the dim-lit way
Festooned by sorrow,
I bear the smile of yesterday
Into tomorrow!
Published in Carolina Magazine, May 1928