The Secret
by Lila Broadhurst
My dearest friend, that you should hold
So close, so bitter an agony;
For fear your secret, being told,
Might break the bond twixt you and me.
Look at me, lift, lift your eyes,
It breaks my heart to see your tears;
Do you think but an error could jeopardise
The friendship we've cherished through all these years?
Dear one, I love you even more,
For your sorrow fans my heart to share
The burden, that has to your core
Racked you to such black despair.
We are all of us human, every one;
And we all of us make mistakes -
But to pick up the pieces and try to go on
Takes a courage, that worthier man makes.
Come, take my hand my cherished friend,
Lest my own heart you would break;
And the ghost that has haunted you, blackest fiend -
Bury him deep, for my sake.