Distillation

Authors

Mary W. Matthews

Abstract

If not for you, I'd not be in this fix--
You came to me, you smiled deep in my eyes.
I knew not then I'd feel grief's hot, sharp pricks;
No, I was coaxed by false love's lures and sighs.

Recommended Citation

Matthews, Mary W. (1977) "Distillation," Word Ways: Vol. 10 : Iss. 4 , Article 4.
Retrieved from: https://digitalcommons.butler.edu/wordways/vol10/iss4/4