Theodosia Garrison

(1874-1944 / United States)

The Burden - Poem by Theodosia Garrison

The burden that I bear would be no less
Should I cry out against it; though I fill
The weary day with sound of my distress,
It were my burden still.

The burden that I bear may be no more
For all I bear it silently and stay
Sometimes to laugh and listen at a door
Where joy keeps holiday.

I ask no more save only this may be—
On life's long road, where many comrades fare,
One shall not guess, though he keep step with me,
The burden that I bear.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 21, 2010



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