Listen to me, I am not yet dead
Sing me a song of love that is sad
For I have lost my love to high tide
Of the sea where she has gone to ride
The waves on a boat in the morn
When the loadstar was almost gone
And did not return to the sandy shore
When the water fell flat, did never roar
Listen to me, please beg the sea
To return her to me, alive and free,
Or, along the vast stretch of its shore
A song of love will be heard no more
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Listen to me, please beg the sea To return her to me, alive and free, ... deep feeling of a heart nicely depicted. It is a beautiful blues poem I like most. Many thanks dear Akp for sharing this with us.
My heartfelt gratitude. Regards.