Cicely Fox Smith

(1 February 1882 – 8 April 1954 / Lymm, Cheshire)

The World's Way - Poem by Cicely Fox Smith

My heart was wide to all the world,
Nor any thought at all I had,
Save that who e'er should pass that way
Should come and enter and be glad.
The cold world on its trampling way
Turned for a while to glance within,
And flouted at my open heart
And all the little loves therein.

If I had shut and barred the door,
And dark and bare the rooms had grown,
If I had left the fires to die,
And all the flowers to fade alone,
And one had come to this locked house
To seek a solace in distress,
Whose were the fault, you jeering ones,
If there were nought but emptiness?

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, August 31, 2010

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