I am writing to say its over <br />everything between us is through. <br />I am leaving in the morning <br />on a convict ship <br />to a place called Botany Bay. <br />My only crime <br />was that of loving you. <br />I stole from the Gentry <br />to keep our bellies fed, <br />got caught and sentenced <br />to go away, <br />far across the sea <br />to a place called Botany Bay. <br /> <br />5 April 2008<br /><br />David Harris<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/botany-bay-3/
