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wedding poetry

my son is dead and i am going blind
with lips blood red and heart of stone
lady, your heart has turned to dust
sad are they who know not love
softly now the light of day
when, full of warm and eager love
have we no shame?
though i am little as all little things
those on the top say they know you, earth-they are liars
i can not tell you now
he came and took me by the hand
doubtless i remember still
moonlight deep and tender
among the mountains i wandered

 



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