Entry for Refrains in 8 Poetry Contest: Sponsored by: Joseph May
Now, it is time for us to part I think of you, my dearest heart; in that, my sanity sustain; for some of you does yet remain. I’ll take your now cold hand in mine and while, once more, they do entwine; soft whisper all my vows again for some of you does yet remain. When only ashes I have left; I will forgive the burning theft and so forbear my ugly pain for some of you does yet remain. I’ll nightly rest my weary head and dream within our marriage bed then sleep where lovers often lain; for some of you does yet remain.
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