So This Was Sent, As Desperate Last Plea
So This Was Sent, As Desperate Last Plea
The apples were red, delicious as you
You left my heart bled, for it once was true
Now very far off, there you say alls fine
Some laugh and scoff, when I say, she is mine
Now you love and live, all without my touch
Please will you forgive, love again as much
Your future weds mine, you know that is true
Will you make this fine, such is overdue
Autumn' red leaves fall, once we tread their path
Before your last call, venting your great wrath
Come back and forgive, this heart aches anew
Let us love and live, joined as one, we two.
Each night my soul dreams, you sleep in my arms
True love oft redeems, I so miss your charms
Robert J. Lindley, August 22nd, 1980
Sonnet, ( Love Lost in Grief)
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