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Poem September 8, 1945 Issue

Plenty

ADRIENNE HAIGH

You need not envy me, dear friend;
You have as much as I.
To say you lack, while I have much,
Is but an evil lie.

I have all good God has to give,
And so, dear friend, have you.
His largess is bestowed on all,
Not on a favored few.

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