Song of tears
Sing to me,Oh midnight owl, beneath the pale moonlight.
Sing to me,Oh eerie howl,a song that pales the night.
Sing to me,Oh blessed soul throughout the ever sunny day,yet not a word from Sheol as we lay your body in the grave.
Sing to me,Oh mourning dove, what breeds inside your heart.
Sing to me,Oh mother's love as your babe plays heaven's harp.
Sing to me,Oh crying groom,for today your maiden lives,yet let it be a somber tune for tomorrow is not to give.
Oh,what song is there to compare throughout the passages of mind,to the sweet, sincere,song of tears,that endures throughout all time.
Sing to me,Oh eerie howl,a song that pales the night.
Sing to me,Oh blessed soul throughout the ever sunny day,yet not a word from Sheol as we lay your body in the grave.
Sing to me,Oh mourning dove, what breeds inside your heart.
Sing to me,Oh mother's love as your babe plays heaven's harp.
Sing to me,Oh crying groom,for today your maiden lives,yet let it be a somber tune for tomorrow is not to give.
Oh,what song is there to compare throughout the passages of mind,to the sweet, sincere,song of tears,that endures throughout all time.
I can feel my heart humming this poem
I can feel my heart humming this poem