They placed upon her bosom <br />The scarlet letter of the foul <br />Now everywhere she would go or went <br />They would point their fingers now <br /> <br />The sly remarks the gestured eyes <br />No one would they love not <br />Of course there is her lover too <br />The price she paid for what <br /> <br />Forsaken by he too and all <br />Alone the tears would fall <br />Each step now taken she would take alone <br />She had answered her own hearts call <br /> <br />Oh the price she pays for forbidden love <br />When is ever enough <br />She suffers now for what they say she is <br />She was only in love <br /> <br />For her heart she had followed true <br />Now of stone would grow through years <br />But at last and of all they took <br />They could not forsake the tears. <br /> <br /> <br />2006 Bill Simmons<br /><br />Bill Simmons<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-scarlet-letter/
