Author John Boyle O'Reilly I WROTE down my troubles every day; And after a few short years, When I turned to the heart-aches passed away, I read them with smiles, not tears. Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Reviews Post review No reviews yet. Log in or register to post comments