EIDUR
Her heart is what it was before,A house where he come and go
But it is winter with her love,The sashes are beset with snow.
she light the lamp and lay the cloth,she blow the coals to blaze again
But it is winter with his love
The frost is thick upon the pane
she know a winter when it comes
The leaves are listless on the boughs;
she watched his love a little while
And brought his plants into the house.
she water them and turned them south,
she snap the dead brown from the stem
But it is winter with his love,
she only tend and water them.
There was a time she stood and watched
The small ill-natured sparrows' fray
she loved the beggar that she fed,
she cared for what he had to say.
she stood and watched him out of sight;
Today she reach around the door
And set a bowl upon the step
My heart is what it was before.
LIfe, just being fair. When there's happiness, there's always an ending.Because happiness may never last long. She been in this state not once nither twice but thrice. Someone may bring happiness to his life now and forever. And that's for sure. She hurt, he happy. Yeah sure fair right. She lucky to have him. To be his best friend is all she ever want.To be his lover is all she ever dream. The best way to mend inside her is time and bros and girlfrends.
Take care, okiee rolls...
