Emily Pauline Johnson

(10 March 1861 – 7 March 1913 / Chiefswood, Ontario)

A prodigal


My heart forgot its God for love of you,
And you forgot me, other loves to learn;
Now through a wilderness of thorn and rue
Back to my God I turn.

And just because my God forgets the past,
And in forgetting does not ask to know
Why I once left His arms for yours, at last
Back to my God I go.

Submitted: Thursday, January 01, 2004

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