The Root

Love faded in my heart—

I thought it was dead.

Now new flowers start,

Fresh leaves outspread.

Why do these flowers upstart

And again the leaves spread?

Oh, when will it be dead—

This root that tears my heart

(Helen Hoyt, 1918)

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