I do hate the folk I love-
They hurt so.
Their least word and act may be
Source of woe.
'Won't you come to tea with me?'
'Not today'
I'm so tired, I've been to church
Such folk say.
All the dreary afternoon
I must clutch
At the strength to love like them
Not too much
The Folk I Love
Lesbia Harford
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Poem topics: I love you, hate, strength, today, source, church, tired, I miss you, love, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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