Remember, when I had you on my shoulder <br />beneath the heavens of that little house <br />Many are the moments of joy and laughter <br />we had in that neat little house <br /> <br />You are walking now, my little niece <br />and I, to the grave I must come <br />Weak are my bones, and a white hair piece <br />blackened eyes and a face full of gloom <br /> <br />A rose ye are to be come in the midst <br />a wild one, like no one had become before <br />And lying on my woody bed to the lowest <br />I must be with a name not any more <br /> <br />No wife nor kids, I said Nay to all <br />for in this life, I did not see any pearls <br />But only you in my heart against the all <br />for only you can enlighten my heart's jails <br /> <br />Now, for home I had lost with youth <br />I said goodbye to the old green tree <br />Where I carried you and stood both <br />and leaves you grasped O ye my Lily <br /> <br />Ye go my sweet over and over <br />with white soul like the clouds <br />And I will always remember <br />once upon time, I had a house<br /><br />Taher Shemaly<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/once-upon-a-time-11/
