Poems (White)/Which One

by Jeannie Copes White

WHICH ONE

Now which of you I love the best?
Better, greater, or less degree?
Which of the two? I must confess
I can't for all my life yet see.

One has hair of golden hue,
The other eyes of deepest blue;
One with gentle, sweet caress,
The other proud, with love not less;
One is open, candid and bright,
The other sweet, and always right;
One takes your love and fastens there,
One slips her fingers in your hair;
And so I love them both, you know,—
Those girls in all their healthy glow;
One has the best that I can see,
The other, what I've longed to be.

Those happy, good, and faithful girls,
As bright and glad as summer day;
And I would give great worlds, and worlds,
To keep their love for aye and aye.