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My Fairest LoveHath not my heart I giveth you Tis true of mind and soul Faltered though my life might be Speak not that I seem bold Aged in time are sweet memories Loves now and those of past Mere thoughts of yesterdays gone by Tomorrows come so fast Ne'er my dreams of loving you For shalt my plea be heard That not the quill foresaketh me To scribe my love in word For cometh now the very day Should that my love I scroll Hath not my heart I giveth you Tis true of mind and soul! Copyright ©2009Lester Tucker Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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