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Poems (Tynan)/Shadow

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4513834Poems — ShadowKatharine Tynan
SHADOW
His sunshine lies upon my path,
Its glory bathes me every place.
Who talked of trouble and of death
In this sweet world that knows his face?

His shadow lies upon my heart,
And where I go runs on before;
Its ghostly presence never apart
Darkens my threshold, bars my floor.

Child, what have I done, to bear
Such weight of Love and its annoy?
For still the shadow shape of Fear
Outruns the hurrying feet of Joy.