Why she is on my mind
\nWho lives so far away
\nI to forget her a way cannot find,
\nAs I think of her today
\nAnd that is love, in one of its guises,
\nForgetfulness has many disguises<\/p>\n
But why should I who her so much loved
\nSeek her memory to forget
\nThough of my feelings she was never told,
\nAnd knows not of them yet,
\nThough women, graduates of the hearts schools,
\nOf men’s feelings are not fools…<\/p>\n
In age, I then still of her will remember
\nTho she herself she is not there,
\nAnd such is life, and such is love,
\nWe lose all those for whom we care,
\nIn life and loves tumbling waves,
\nTo the whims of which men are but slaves…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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 …<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[198,1],"tags":[1260,65,19,362,18,1261],"class_list":["post-1115","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-sweetest-smile-poems","category-uncategorized","tag-heartache","tag-life-2","tag-lost-love","tag-love","tag-love-poem","tag-regret","column","twocol"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p7EI4f-hZ","jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":450,"url":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/windmills-wave-at-the-world-in-wonder\/","url_meta":{"origin":1115,"position":0},"title":"Windmills Wave at the World in Wonder","author":"Tom\u00e1s \u00d3 C\u00e1rthaigh","date":"13th December 2013","format":false,"excerpt":"Childlike waving, standing, live scarecrows, In excited fury and the breeze grows, Arms spinning wildly, and then slow, According as the wind blows... 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