Olde To Thy's Lost Love. <br /> <br /> Faraway and o'ver the hills <br /> Down pass the willows so green, <br /> i saw my love, i saw my love, <br /> while watching him from the hills above. <br /> <br /> Down through the valley <br /> pass golden, flowing streams, <br /> I kissed my love, i kissed my love, <br /> 'tis thought 'tis was a dream. <br /> <br /> Aboard a tall, whited-sailed ship <br /> sailed my only, true love, bound for Italy, <br /> and on stormy, raising waves - <br /> I lost my love, i lost my love, <br /> To the now dead-calm sea. <br /> <br /> And 'tho never thy's heart <br /> have felt such burning, tearing pain, <br /> Thy pain of thy's true love lost to thee <br /> Thy know thy's heart's pain, in time, will mend, <br /> As thy's love was never meant to be. <br /> <br /> 1998<br /><br />Liz Munro<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-first-ever-poem/
