Verse about happiness past and future.

Untitled Poem

I gladly at the future stare
  And see the joy that’s pending.
    True happiness!
    Life’s sweet caress,
  The world all effort spending,
And I the object of its care.

I smile as at the past I glance;
  Kind mem’ries without measure.
    The scattered tears,
    Though then from fears,
  Have since become a treasure
That reinforce my present stance.