That was long ago

She said good bye at the lough

But he still goes there

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He strained my faith—
Did he find it supple?
Shook my strong trust—
Did it then—yield?

Hurled my belief—
But—did he shatter—it?
Racked—with suspense—
Not a nerve failed!

Wrung me—with Anguish—
But I never doubted him—
‘Tho’ for what wrong
He did never say—

Stabbed—while I sued
His sweet forgiveness—
Jesus—it’s your little “John”!
Don’t you know—me?

Without a call when you intrude
Interspersed thoughts get rearranged.
For my songs you play interlude
In your presence I'll be  engaged.

At your free will you come and go
What's your address - where do you stay.
If not around - I shall feel low
Questions arise - thoughts go astray.

Calls of many you may not heed
But you trespass every ones heart.
Have many synonyms indeed
You Penetrate like only dart.

Because you are the only one
Your christend name is "HAPPINESS".
One and only - compared to none
Ambush again with your fullness