Jean Blewett

(4 November 1872 - 1934 / Scotia, Lake Erie, Ontario)

The Secret - Poem by Jean Blewett

The throng about her did not know,
Her nearest friend could not surmise
Whence came the brightness and the glow,
The wondrous radiance of her eyes.

One said, half enviously: 'Your face
Is beautiful with gladness rare,
With that warm, generous heart of yours
Some precious secret you must share.'

Ah, true beneath the filmy lace
That rose and fell upon her breast,
Her first love-taken held its place-
From him, from him whom she loved best!


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, May 8, 2012



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