My Secret

What means this heaviness inside?
These yearnings that within me hide
A burden I must call my own,
A weight that I must bear alone.

And what of all my inner joy?
This wondrous secret I employ—
Extreme delight that none can share,
A smile that I alone must wear.

So what if I feel grief or peace?
My secret love shall never cease.
Someday I’ll sing from mount and field,
But til that time my lips are sealed.


June 2, 2011
© 2017 Abigail Gronway – All Rights Reserved

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