“he was in love with you, my dear,
how could you not have seen that?
more than anything he wanted to be able
to touch you,
and kiss you,
and call him yours.”
the triplet of friends told
the young lady who wouldn’t believe.
“but why wouldn’t he tell me?
why had he not told me he loved me?”
frustration took over the lass
like a wolf unable to catch a sheep.
“i’m afraid that would be too late, my dear.
for the redamancy had become
of between him
and his best mate.”