The Day I Lost Your Love

I heard the south wind call your name,
And my old pony pulled up lame.
The western sky was all aflame,
The day I lost your love.

I saw there, on your lovely face,
An anguished look — more than a trace.
Your heart was in some other place,
The day I lost your love.

I knew that you would soon be gone,
And I'd be left here all alone;
Bound to be the lonely one,
The day I lost your love.

I saw the moon fall from the sky,
And angels all refused to fly.
I somehow managed not to cry,
The day I lost your love.

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Copyright © Robert Haigh 2013