T. H. Malone, "Constancy" (1905)
One day in the blossoming Spring,
One blushing while giving her heart away,
One sealing his love with a ring.
In the Spring with its loves and its whisperings,
In the Spring with its doves of the burnished wings,
Sing ho! for the loves of the Spring.
One stood at the bend of the road one day
And bowed in the wintry blast,
Long enough to unburden her heart and pray
As she thought of the loving past.
Thank God for the love of life's opening days
That lifts us above all life's gloomy ways,
And thank God for the love at the last.
Published in Colored American Magazine, May 1905