When We Two Parted

When we two parted,

There was no bye

Only tears prevented us

From seeing each other

And now that you are coming back,

How do you want me to greet thee?

With tears of joy or laughter?

With songs or laments?

With my head low or held high?

 

When we two parted,

There was no bye,

And now that you are coming back

How do you want me to meet thee?

Well, I guess with tears and silence!

 

Esther Muli