His Song Poem by Ailbhe Eighteen

His Song

Let poetry fill your heart,
Which you cannot write;
Let it gather the letters of purity and sincerity,
Let it hold your weakening hand;
To paint love on the canvass of wilderness in your eyes,
Let it sing your song;
A song which you can never sing to her.

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