My Little Dreams  by Georgia Douglas Johnson

I'm folding up my little dreams

     Within my heart tonight,

And praying I may soon forget

     The torture of their sight.

For time's deft fingers scroll my brow

     With fell relentless art-

I'm folding up my little dreams

     Tonight, within my heart.

Georgia Douglas Johnson also wrote during the Harlem Renaissance.  She was born in Atlanta, Georgia in 1880, and came from African-American, Native American, and English roots.  She wrote plays, a syndicated newspaper column, and 4 collections of poems.  This poem is about disappointment.  It is hard to believe that a woman that accomplished so much could have any disappointments.

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