The woman I am
Hides deep in me
Beneath the woman
I seem to be.

She hides away
From the stranger's eye-
She is not known
To the passersby.

She goes her way,
The woman I seem,
But the woman I am
Withdraws to dreamt!

The woman I seem
Goes carelessly-
When love goes by
Does not seem to see.

But the woman I am
Knows sudden fear . . .
And hides more deeply
When love draws nearl!

For love might look closely
Perhaps . . . and see
Her beneath the woman
I seem to be!

- Glen Allen

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