To Show me Her Ringless Finger
By Geoffrey Byars
Mon, 28 May 2012
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Awake each night,
through wishful delight.
I'm longing to hear,
a sound to sound dear.
Tis melody alas,
be taps upon glass.
Bring joy to my head,
I'll leap from my bed.
Tears of joy at the sight,
of my love in the night.
Outside my window,
such beauty bestowed.
To show me her ringless finger.
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