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The
Girl
I
Used
To
Know
She
came
tonight
as
I
sat
alone..
The
girl
I
used
to
be....
And
she
gazed
at
me
with
her
earnest
eye
And
questioned
reproachfully:
Have
you
forgotten
the
many
plans
And
hopes
I
had
for
you?
The
great
career,the
splendid
fame,
all
the
wonderful
things
to
do?
Where
is
the
mansion
of
stately
height
With
all
its
gardens
rare?
The
silken
robes
that
I
dreamed
for
you
And
the
jewels
in
your
hair?
And
as
she
spoke,
I
was
very
sad
For
I
wanted
her
pleased
with
me...
This
slender
girl
from
the
shadowy
past
The
girl
that
I
used
to
be.
So
gently
rising,
I
took
her
hand
And
guided
her
up
the
stairs
Where
peacefully
sleeping,
my
babies
lay
Innocent,
sweet,
and
fair.
And
I
told
her
that
these
are
my
only
gems,
And
precious
they
are
to
me;
That
silken
robes
is
my
motherhood
Of
costly
simplicity.
And
my
mansion
of
stately
height
is
love,
And
the
only
career
I
know
Is
serving
each
day
in
these
sheltered
walls
For
the
dear
ones
who
come
and
go.
And
as
I
spoke
to
my
shadowy
guest,
She
smiled
through
her
tears
at
me.
And
I
saw
the
woman
that
I
am
now
Pleased
the
girl
I
used
to
be.
~by
Rowena
K.
Lewis~
 
 
 
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