Remonstrance

But dimly at daybreak
I saw him descend
from the couch that we shared through the night.
Why must I, for his sake,
my life lonely spend?
Oh, no more should he ‘scape from my sight!

Though bough not the reed break
how may maid defend
both love's light and high hopes when her knight
gives little, would much take?
Can broken hearts mend?
Left alone mind reflects upon blight!

poem by Jonathan Robin
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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