A Mournful Heart

by Arthurine B. Rice

           Small tear drops,
           A mournful heart,
         He left me lonely with
          Just one small card.

         My heart shredded,
            I sit alone,
       Angry, hurt and troubled,
          For, my man is gone.

   His magical lips no more to kiss,
     Sleeping closely next to him,
     Is my desire and what I miss.

  No longer to glance his handsome face,
        Without him being here,
     This house is a lonely place.

         The roses he sent me,
           Linger in my mind,
        They keep me reminiscing
        About him all the time.

    Our relationship will never end,
  In my heart / mind he will always be
     My love, companion and friend!

A Mournful Heart by Arthurine B. Rice

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