I plea to thee
Remember me
O, hold me close to mind.
When gone I am
To distant land,
Please could thee be so kind?
O, see me not
A tiddling tot
That terrors with thy life.
But rather a man
To take thy hand
And ease the pain and strife.
A gentle beast
With thee the least
To fight our troubles away.
O come I will
To the window sill
And watch you rest and lay.
But in the morn
Thou find a scorn
To form across thy lips.
For 'tis not there
Your love so fair
To give the morning kiss.
Yet I plea to thee,
Remember me
O, love me far and wide.
For in the sun
A letter my hun,
Awaits thy precious eyes.
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Poetic Life
PoetryThese are the times of life, of love, and to live. Some things have never been captured; your life. But these are the words to capture life through my eyes.
