funny poem

there is no escape by the river
see, they return
truely
you are beautiful and faded
i hold your heart
o fair and stately maid, whose eyes
i have heard them in the night
a look is but a ray
friend, whose smile has come to be
when sea-winds pierced our solitudes
there were three in the meadow by the brook
there's one that i once loved so much
i heard the wind all day
over the river, on the hill