So sad in the morning
Here sitting by the tree
So sad in the morning
Waiting in the heat
Nothing ever came from my lover
nothing ever came for me
Was waiting for love in the door step
Nothing ever came
Too late for that now the shadowy figure came
My lover is now gone
and so is my soul
So sad in the morning
Sitting by this tree.
Loved your poem! Its way better that mine.
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