FROM THE POETRY SHELF1914
Obligation
Hold your apron wide
That I may pour my gifts into it,
So that scarcely shall your two arms hinder them
From falling to the ground.
I would pour them upon you
And cover you,
For greatly do I feel this need
Of giving you something,
Even these poor things.
Dearest of my Heart!
Sword Blades and Poppy Seed (1914) · Project Gutenberg ↗
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