The Folk I Love - Lesbia Harford
Mar. 25th, 2013 07:25 amI do hate the folk I love —
They hurt so:
Their least word and act may be
Cause of woe.
‘Won't you come to tea with me’
‘Not to-day;
I'm so tired, I've been to church.’
Such folk say.
All the dreary afternoon
I must clutch
At the strength to love like them —
Not too much.
They hurt so:
Their least word and act may be
Cause of woe.
‘Won't you come to tea with me’
‘Not to-day;
I'm so tired, I've been to church.’
Such folk say.
All the dreary afternoon
I must clutch
At the strength to love like them —
Not too much.