Where O Nce You Lived With Me
I see this house where you once lived with me
I cannot hear your voice in any room,
I touch the cushions,rugs and tapestry
I feel the silky sheets my eye can see.
The silken scarves,the necklaces of blue
I see this house where you once lived with me
The trees bend in the wind, they cannot flee
Their little twigs and branches softly croon
I touch the well embroidered tapestry
The silence is the lack that makes me free
The other senses gratified, stll bloom
I see the sofa, marriage bed indeed
No voice but mine is heard , oh loss obscene
All I see is blackness and faint moon
The cushions comfort me ,oh heart bereaved
Yet all you gave is rich in my esteem
The wedding ring of gold still has its gleam,
I weep at home where you once loved well me
I flinch then rest by love’s great boundary
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