The Dream, the Judgement and the Final Plea

The Dream, The Judgement And The Final Plea If my beating heart were to be graded, Through clear prism of hidden things not oft seen; Let it be judged by memories faded, Tho' once pretty as verdant grass is green. There with blindness removed, pray thee not err For muddied waters defy truest intent; As all my life and love, was given her, Such was not wrong, thus no need I repent. From her soft heart's beating, she gave her all Nights in loving splendor, we did embrace; With her sweet smile greeting my every call, Her great gift was found to be Heaven's grace. Thou parted, death can not our love destroy, Destiny once charted, tho' now no more; Judge not harsh, follies of young girl and boy, Should my path, be to a different shore. Forgive mistakes made, youthful confusion. We both being too young and filled with pride. I pray thee jump to no wrong conclusion; All my great sins I dare not try to hide! Know this, I loved and wanted to keep her, And in both pounding hearts, love was sublime; True now, I am truly lost without her, Perhaps best judge me as bad, end my time. Ask I thee, please grant this one more favor, Allow this wretch to give her one last kiss; See her smile, touch her lips, taste her flavor, Die remembering all that I will miss. Robert J. Lindley, 5-21-2018 Rhyme, ( Plea and Judgement )