The Sobbing Girl And The Change In Heart Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

She was sobbing and sighing
And was asking terfully,
Do you love me, do love me?

Sobbing and sighing
And asking she wailfully,
Do you love me, love me?

So pathetic was it to see, so painful was it to view,
But who make it understand the foolish heart
That true love is rare, rarer so much?

But instead of, she went on crying,
The handkerchief of hers wet with,
A girl in tears, simple and innocent soul, saw I in tears

Asking the lord to be kind enough to her
So the poor soul may rest and peace of mind
And wisdom prevailed upon

Yea, a change of heart took place
As said he running to,
I love you, love you.