There's a chapter of your life
that could never be closed
you will recall the time
when love in gaiety posed
in the greenfield of your youth-
you wouldn't stay but walked away
though there was splendour among the hills
and the sun was bursting-red in passion
surely you should have harkened to your heart's thrills?
but no!   why? your fancy was wild
another was waving from the other end
she was fairer and her light-brown hair
was drifting in the breeze bearing her seductive scent-
you didn't say goodbye while you left
you didn't explain why--
she stood still as though in a daze
there was a tear in her eye...

two decades had travelled by
to that once-green field you returned thereafter
this time weary and disenchanted to regret and cry
she who was faithful had belonged to another.