I Died For Love Poem by Kari Langerud

I sit in the park where I dwell,
for this boy I love so well.
He took my heart away from me,
now he wants to set me free.

I see a girl on his lap,
he says things to her he
never said to me.
I ran home to cry on my bed,
not a word to mother was said.

Father came home late that night,
he looked at me from left to right.
He saw me hanging from a rope,
he took this knife to cut me down.
And on my dress a note was found;

Dig my grave, dig it deep.
Dig my grave, from head to feet.
And on the top place a dove,
and remember this,
I died for love.