Lucy Maud Montgomery

(30 November 1874 – 24 Nisan 1942 / New London)

The Difference - Poem by Lucy Maud Montgomery

When we were together, heart of my heart, on that unforgotten quest,
With your tender arm about me thrown and your head upon my breast,
There came a grief that was bitter and deep and straitly dwell with me,
And I shunned it not, so sweet it was to suffer and be with thee.

And now when no more against mine own is beating thine eager heart,
When thine eyes are turned from the glance of mine and our ways are far apart,
A dear and long-sought joy has come my constant guest to be,
And I love it not, so bitter it is, unfelt, unshared, by thee.


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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003



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