The Heart of a Woman and Other Poems/Omega
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OMEGA
The fragile fabric of our dream
Drifts as a feather down life's stream—
The long defile of empty days
Grim silhouetted, mock my gaze.
Drifts as a feather down life's stream—
The long defile of empty days
Grim silhouetted, mock my gaze.
Though oft escapes the stifled sigh,
A desert ever broods my eye—
Since you have utterly forgot,
God grant that I remember not!
A desert ever broods my eye—
Since you have utterly forgot,
God grant that I remember not!