O what love is this;
that I am still so in love with thee?
Hath not the empty years passed;
enough to set my heart free?
O thou love by the undying sea,
Where lights of heaven shone bright ore you and me
O mortal dream how I pine,
for what I know will never be
Winds blow ore beachy sands,
There memories lie awake;
but love’s end I must deem,
to remove this painful ache
(8)
Thank you for reading debs~
Angel Lady (Sandi Guidotti)
over 6 yearsBeautiful and so very sad my dear friend. I love your poems. God Bless, Sandi