Tell me if you will, dear one,
of what was meant to be-
I did not know the tears you shed
were shining there for me.
When we were young, I held your hand
and whispered in your ear-
but when I looked into your eyes,
your words I failed to hear.
I should have known your heart was true,
and given fair to me-
but now I know no good will come,
no good, for you and me.
May 14, 2018
May 14, 2018 at 12:29 PM UTC
Tell me if you will, dear one,
of what was meant to be-
I did not know the tears you shed
were shining there for me.
When we were young, I held your hand
and whispered in your ear-
but when I looked into your eyes,
your words I failed to hear.
I should have known your heart was true,
and given fair to me-
but now I know no good will come,
no good, for you and me.