Old Fool

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Old Fool.

 

In my nocturnal wanderings

 I would with thee my sweet abide

 And cosset thee with pandering

To show the love I cannot hide

Of late thou dost not welcome me

 As in the past thou wert wont to do

There is no reason I can see

 my faithful heart belongs to you

I fear some youth usurps my place.

Now thou hast picked my pockets clean.

Though some may say thou lackest grace.

 I will remember what has been.

 I can forgive but not forget

The lesson thou hast taught me yet

 

8-Jun-08

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Reviews

[Samuel Dickens]

The title gives a LOT of extra meaning to the text. I have been careful not to become one, but I know it could happen so easily. Sam

[Treasaigh (The Solitar..]

Very archaic in form..I love it=) Beautifully crafted together. Lovely flow. I feel taken back to another place and time=) Great write=)