A Fools Folly
Tears falling like rain ,
could never wash away this pain,
So cry no more , will I for you ,
In lonely nights , when I am blue.
On bitter memeories , I am keeping ,
tis time to end , this endless weeping.
In nights of tormented unrest ,
no comfort found in dreams , or sleeping.
In the lonely days as I reminiss,
alas , amongst such melancholy ,
and thoughts , I know ,
are only A fools folly .
Heartache and loss , longinging , so unbearable ,
though remorse , was never given , to being charitable.
Regrettably , I face the daunting facts ,
I must go on , no turning back ,
To find a new life , a new love ,
such are the treasures , that I lack .
A poor man , but wiser , knowing not the future ,
or what I may find,
Wishing only for someone to love ,
and to be kind.
Clement Hardy
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