"My dear.......But, who has made you
This sad that you must cry?"
For he only heard her sobs.
He only saw the tears that fell down
A pale cheek.
"Tell me, won't you please?"
"Can't you try?"
He only gave her a moment
Before he bent down his dark head
And gently kissed each green eye
That cried.
She looked up at him and smiled.
The tears stopped falling.
The sadness in her eyes
Had suddenly disappeared,
Like the dark clouds clearing
On a bright sunny spring day.
She became changed
And in a most becoming way!
He smiled just as brightly too
And opened his mouth to say,
"My dear.....But, who has made you
This happy that you must smile?"
And, he reached out a hand,
"Come, my dear.
Sit with me for a while."
May 5, 2017
May 5, 2017 at 11:31 AM UTC
"My dear.......But, who has made you
This sad that you must cry?"
For he only heard her sobs.
He only saw the tears that fell down
A pale cheek.
"Tell me, won't you please?"
"Can't you try?"
He only gave her a moment
Before he bent down his dark head
And gently kissed each green eye
That cried.
She looked up at him and smiled.
The tears stopped falling.
The sadness in her eyes
Had suddenly disappeared,
Like the dark clouds clearing
On a bright sunny spring day.
She became changed
And in a most becoming way!
He smiled just as brightly too
And opened his mouth to say,
"My dear.....But, who has made you
This happy that you must smile?"
And, he reached out a hand,
"Come, my dear.
Sit with me for a while."
