Away I Bid This Saddened Heart-Away Went Feelings Not So Smart. Poem by Michael Gale

I while away with tunes of love...
I while away so dandy.
I while away with times i love...
I while away with sweetened hearts and
A snifter full of Brandy.
I while away with love go now...
Away the heart goes sorrowed sport.
I push ahead with love so hard...
Enough enow. Away as fled.
Away was i led so lost...
Away was love untidy.
This heart was bled so blind misled.
This heart's love was ever to remind me.
Aching sadness upon thy wind...
That aching soreness was not gladdening.
This hurted matter of thy heart...
Can be so much a scaried maddening.
This sorrowed sad ache grabs my heart...
This movement makes me not too smart.
A tortured heart felt among the start...
Love can be so ungladdened heart.
This morrow of saddened happening.