"In the Morning"
by Emily Easton
Thou wouldst like to get to know me
Why dost thou get thy hopes high?
Thou forswore to stay, but thou left merely
I believed thee was honest, aye
Whither was thee at the dawn?
Nay warning was left, I have not seen thee sith
How dost thou be gone?
Thy love for thee was an unfinished myth
I prithee had a lovely visit
Thou marry had a grand time
I verily did not expect it
And all I will ponder is why, for the rest of thy lifetime
In the morning, there was no thee
No farewell was granted for me