A love in verse

The Missing Poem

2017-10-05
Performed by
Lucy Roslyn

It's good to stride out with your lover at dusk

The sky is still luminous with purple clouds drifting

And we're feeling spry for our spirits are lifting

And all that remains of our sorrow's the husk.

She hangs on my arm or we go hand in hand

And we chat - well, she's sending me up half the time,

Or we're making up songs and trying to rhyme

And laughing sometimes when the words haven't scanned.

Well, we get to the place and buy what we came for

And start to walk back - when I somehow forget

That she's with me and I feel such shame and regret,

But she says, oh my love,  you have nothing to feel blame for,

Even the fondest, it can't be denied,

May forget now and then -it's a year since I died.

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