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I think this poem by my Mom is perhaps the finest piece of her poetry that I have. I've taken the liberty to title it from the opening words...
I HAVE NO QUARREL WITH LOVE
I have no quarrel with love because you shield your heart
And deafen your ears against an onslaught of endearing words softly spoken;
Nor wantonly expend your voice in whispered confidences,
Unable to return trusted loyalty …
Besieged by doubts and fears;
Not swift to pledge your heart’s constancy
Though moved to pitying tears.
It is well that you do
If you would know the essence of true love,
And, true to love, to yourself be true.
Yet I, having worshiped at your shrine
In quiet reverence across the years,
Await such time
When, reverberating on my listening ears,
I, and I alone, can hear
Your heart’s echo answering mine,
My dear ….. My very dear.
By G. Mc. Angell (1908 - 1984) Thank you, Mom, for leaving us your beautiful work that helps in the 'adventure of discovery' about who you really were and how you really felt. I love you, Mom
I HAVE NO QUARREL WITH LOVE
I have no quarrel with love because you shield your heart
And deafen your ears against an onslaught of endearing words softly spoken;
Nor wantonly expend your voice in whispered confidences,
Unable to return trusted loyalty …
Besieged by doubts and fears;
Not swift to pledge your heart’s constancy
Though moved to pitying tears.
It is well that you do
If you would know the essence of true love,
And, true to love, to yourself be true.
Yet I, having worshiped at your shrine
In quiet reverence across the years,
Await such time
When, reverberating on my listening ears,
I, and I alone, can hear
Your heart’s echo answering mine,
My dear ….. My very dear.
By G. Mc. Angell (1908 - 1984) Thank you, Mom, for leaving us your beautiful work that helps in the 'adventure of discovery' about who you really were and how you really felt. I love you, Mom
what she said PLUS 1
AD ... Hope you are having a good one😊😊😊