O little love I threw away
The many years ago! That I should need you so today How could I know? A slender thing, a tender thing, A rare thing, all my own. And now my heart goes whispering Your name, alone. O little love I threw away, So wistful and so true, My heart could break for you today . . . Would God you knew! |
The Call of Kansas and Other Poems
Esther M. (Clark) Hill
(Cedar Rapids: Torch Press. __)
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