The evening wanes,
The sun will set,
The moon will rise,
And spread its net
O'er all the earh
And all the sea.
Then I will say
Good-night to thee.
For things must end
That is the way.
And though I wish
That you could stay,
I know that fate
Will have its plan.
And I am but
A simple man.
But when you go
Remember me,
Because I am
In love with thee.
Tuesday, March 27, 2007
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