Thomas Eccleston Poems

I loved too deep my Love to keep, but now we're torn asunder.
Can't help myself, can't stem the wealth of love that roars it's thunder.
Must give it all and then recall the joys of long lost past.
Why is it gone? Why dwell upon the sweetest thoughts enmassed? I'm in a whirl and can't unfurl the thinking of this lass,
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Why is the sky so blue today,
Though it's raining cats and dogs?
It was your passing through this way,
Which blew away my fogs. Why do all the birds sing sweet
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