LOVE IN THE MONTH OF APRIL

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Long ago, there was once love, she was young,

Live with sensation, but his speeches held up,

Line of words, book of openness fell apart,

Loss of spirit, to talk with her became silent,

Lingering, courage demurred, fear got momentum,

Lest she would not speak to him, feeling ignored.

Like prayers, he stood alone like sorrowful morning,

Listening to her words uttered to someone else who

Little spoke, and he did not understand if it was

Large for one’s talks of service above their company,

Long, perhaps longer, he waited to talk with her,

Lying alone, on shore for holding everything in

Love, to take her as lady of his heart, no jealousy,

Lined up, he preferred to promise for journey,

Life’s partner for all time on utterance of priests,

Letting values of a husband to say wisdom honor.

Long time passed, and now she is sitting, before him,

Leaning in a sofa of the banquet hall with her daughter,

Looking at her, he thinks past is a brief moment,

Loving someone for all time is pleasing and forgiving.