My Mistake :: Minnesang
Mom, you were telling me story
of the mighty king, but I slept;
Dreamt about king and his glory
but why your sweet words were not kept?
Tell me; how you silently left
Did you forget to take me, as I was not dressed?
Don't you remember me at night?
Someone said at late night you come
to see whether I am alright.
You peep in room to sing that hum.
Daily think to remain awake
but somehow I sleep; do you think it's my mistake?
~x~x~
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