PagineMy Little Dreams
by Georgia Douglas Johnson
From Caroling Dusk (1927)
I’m folding up my little dreams
Within my heart tonight,
And praying I may soon forget
The torture of their sight.
For time’s deft fingers scroll my brow
With fell relentless art—
I’m folding up my little dreams
Tonight, within my heart.
This poem is in the public domain. Source text: Project Gutenberg.