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SORROW
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To Susan - On the Eve of New Year 12/29/96When I think
Of how I unleashed
Harsh words
On a heart so gentle
And loving,
I am filled with sorrow
And regret
That I sent out my arrows
Foolishly
To wound my sweet lover.
Oh sweet and gentle girl,
Please open now to me,
That big and generous heart,
I beseech you,
And let me have forgiveness,
For my own heart is heavy with tears
At what I inflicted upon your soft soul
In my madness.
Oh my dearest heart,
Shoshannah of my dreams,
The king speaks to you
Ever so gently now
Forgive, for he is contrite,
And fully confesses his sin against you.
Let a new year begin
With a kiss and embrace
Across our wide and sad distance.
So may these poor words of mine
Be an atonement offering,
That my fair Missouri angel
May spread her wings
And hold me to her bossom,
And on my knees
I will remain
Nestled against you
In my sorrow.
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