Loneliness song

I’m lonesome since I tope the hill and lore the moor and valley
Such heavy thought my heart does fill, since parting without my sally
I sick no more the fine or gay but the one to love me
Her golden hair in ringlet flair
Her slender waste will bind me

I’m lonesome since I tope the hill and lore the moor and valley
Such heavy thought my heart does fill, since parting without my sally
I sick no more the fine or gay but the one to love me
Her golden hair in ringlet flair
Her slender waste will bind me

poem by Mthokozisi Ntokozo Maphumulo
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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