Janet (j4) wrote,
Janet
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Thought for the day


The folk I love

I 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.

-- Lesbia Harford (1891-1927)
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