Love I Said, To Her Poem by James McLain

Hello love goodbye it changes, changed you not, except for her.
Where I once stood with youth no longer do I feel the dart of love.
And stranger parts I played when it grew light in me the lark it sang.
Did I to you about that ever say,
the rose in bloom the small red bud was mine not yours to give away.
Each tall tree I rested on I pushed against it very hard until it gave.
The petals fell and peril was ignored, I to you then said.
By this act my course you set the yellow burning sun to hot and high.
And I with out stretched hands to her could ask of you but why?