It’s Over


I knew at once my love had gone

When I awoke in the rose of dawn

An empty place upon his pillow

I’ve filled it now with tears of sorrow


He had to go, I know that now

True love for me he could not vow

He has a wife, a son, a daughter

To them belong all joy and laughter


It was only a stolen moment

His conscience now must wrest with torment


And, if we meet, I know he’ll wonder

If I might tear his life asunder

With words of harsh recrimination

And take from him his wedded station


But pretend I will we’ve never met

No harm I’ll cause him: no regret

For the love he gave me, tho’ but little

Time can’t diminish, nor weather whittle


It’s here inside me, growing strong

To have forever when his son is born


Christine Campbell



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