Why Is She On My Mind?

Why she is on my mind
Who lives so far away
I to forget her a way cannot find,
As I think of her today
And that is love, in one of its guises,
Forgetfulness has many disguises

But why should I who her so much loved
Seek her memory to forget
Though of my feelings she was never told,
And knows not of them yet,
Though women, graduates of the hearts schools,
Of men’s feelings are not fools…

In age, I then still of her will remember
Tho she herself she is not there,
And such is life, and such is love,
We lose all those for whom we care,
In life and loves tumbling waves,
To the whims of which men are but slaves…

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