POETRY

Lake County Press, Issue 2794, 17 July 1919, Page 2

POETRY

A WOMAN’S LOVE. A beautiful thing is a woman’s love, And to think that day by day Some men are killing a woman’s love, No two in the selfsame way! With thoughlessness as a wound, Neglect and spite and scorn, Till aching souls are cast in gloom, And bleeding hearts are torn! A beautiful thing is a woman’s love, A sacred thing and true; Some men are killing a woman’s love— It’s an awful thing to do! An awful thing, but an easy thing, For its delicate petals fall As sivift as death in the north wind’s breath On the flowers along the wall.

A sacred thing is a woman’s love, A solemn and wondrous gift; Some men are killing a woman’s love With the tide to which they drift; Some men are bringing to beautifa lives Neglect, with its awful sting, A terrible dart that in the heart In the end of everything. A terrible thing is a woman’s love, ; For it must have love to live, And men are killing a woman’s love If they cease their love to give. It may not die in a moment, no, Nor vet in a thousand years, i Hut it takes the happiness out of life, And it drowns the world with tears.