Lament

“But woe is me, oh lament!” ~ Roger Whittaker. Since you’ve been gone, my love, Lo, my mournful heart… how it pines for you! This melancholy dusk this smothering loneliness this bewailing wind and this foreboding mists, As the shadows deepen my longing grows deeper. Since you have been gone in the quiet, I lament. O my love, I pray do come back to soothe my hurting heart to console my sorrowful soul? If not to appease my yearning heart, At least come to lull this moaning moon for the teary stars of the night skies Oh, do come back to enliven this mournful milieu. When a wayward gust of wind sweeps by the rustling of the leaves startles me and in a fit of sullenness I begin to wonder… Did you just pass me by? ~03/14/23 ~Contest: Writing Challenge "L" words ~Sponsor: Constance La France