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Show THE CLOSED DOOR. I never crossed your threshold with a grief But that I went without it; never came Heart-hungry but you feed me, eased the blame And gave the sorrow solace and relief. re-lief. I never left you but I took away The love that drew me to your aide again Through that wide door that never could remain Quite closed between us for a lfttle day. Oh, Friend, who gave and comforted, who knew So over-well the wanti$!3t heart and rainA! ' - " Where may I turn ior solace, now or find" Relief from this unceasing loss of you? Be it for fault or folly or for sin, Oh, terrible my penance and most sore To face the tragedy of that closed door Whereby I pass and may not enter in. Theodosia Garrison, |