I wonder—
as I see them pass unheeded down the way,
(The women who were once beloved, imperious and gay)
Holding with frail, pale hands the cup
Of Life’s discarded wine
If memories
Are bliss enough
To make the dregs—divine!
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I Wonder
by Georgia Douglas Johnson
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