Poems (Coates 1916)/Volume II/Heart-Room

by Florence Earle Coates

HEART-ROOM

THE heart has room for gladness,
None for joyless things and dull;
Such a very little sadness
Fills it over-full.
So, with boundless space for loving,
Enmity it deems excess,
Just a little hatred proving
Too great bitterness.