Debt
What do I owe to you Who loved me deep and long? You never gave my spirit wings Or gave my heart a song.
But oh, to him I loved Who loved me not at all, I owe the little open gate
That led thru heaven's wall.
Sara Teasdale
What do I owe to you Who loved me deep and long? You never gave my spirit wings Or gave my heart a song.
But oh, to him I loved Who loved me not at all, I owe the little open gate
That led thru heaven's wall.
The speaker asks what she owes someone who loved her deeply and for a long time, and the answer is a cold one: nothing much. That devoted love never lifted her spirit or stirred her heart to sing. It was real, but it left her unchanged.
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