Poems (Cromwell)/Disillusion

by Gladys Cromwell

DISILLUSION

Only a blunder,
I mistook you for somebody else!
Shall I tell you? I thought you were God,
So beauteously you strode.

Now I wonder;
I pay for my folly with pain!
I must bury my faith. But all good
Is not dead, though I misunderstood.