A thousand summers <br />And a sunlit hill <br />Has not known <br />Such a flower <br />As the girl <br />Who makes me weep <br />Wandering about <br />The sad and lonely streets <br />Absent her embrace. <br /> <br />If she could feel the sorrow <br />Lingering in my heart <br />Like an irremovable knife, <br />Would she stand with me <br />Beneath a wedding tree <br />And become my wife <br />Within the sight <br />Of God’s compassionate eyes? <br /> <br />Without the one you love <br />Every path is difficult <br />And briar-strewn.<br /><br />Uriah Hamilton<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/irremovable-knife/
