I heard her sad song in the night
with voice angelic, soothing calm
It woke me from my dreams afright
An eerie silence, then she was gone
Four days and months she came and went
The mirror of my shielded grief
And never was my sorrow spent
She stole it like the treasure's theif
Words would not live upon her lips
One minor melody would reign
To guide me - this forgotten ship
From waves of drowning, endless pain
I called her home to stay with me
She would not leave her lonely tune
And that sorrowful, solo symphony
Eclipsed my ignorant, hopeful moon
Shivering and shaking in this chair
Awake -- I cannot bear to rest!
Cradle the infant, stroke his hair
And feel the suckling at your breast
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