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1861–1913

A PRODIGAL

E. Pauline Johnson

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.

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