Love Lost
She once had a love of great beauty and worth.
He was the son to whom she gave birth.
His soul shone through stars above,
heart sweet as a dove.
His name was
Love,
her only cause,
blessed by Him above.
Love no longer spoken of,
his death laid her poor shattered heart dearth.
She once had a love of great beauty and worth.
(Rhyme - Andaree form created by Andrea Dietrich)
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