Alan .S. Jeeves

I Wept For Thee

I wept all day, my love has gone,

She went away and tarried none;

It teared my eyes as morning broke

With no goodbyes, she never spoke.


As the daylight lits the land

In the daybright here I stand

And all alone I wept for she

As on my own I think of thee.


Then as the day comes to its end

I think and pray my heart will mend.

But think, I should, why I cry for?

She's gone for good!  I weep no more.

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