Monday, May 23, 2011

The River Deep

When I go down to the river deep I take the things of late to keep.
This time is mine this day is yours I pray It lasts till sun doth sleep
The tiny pebbles glistening in the sun reminds me of how your hair did shine
 Mountains overlook the valley  here where bonnets grow we laid upon
 Grass is thick with dew my love, the dark is coming fast I weep and weep
My dear I love the river deep, It holds your memory there to keep, my love
I know you'll wait for me, I'll find you soon,  beneath the river deep.

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