Adieu, adieu my sweet summer fool.
I bid you adieu without love too.
I may think of you from time to time,
But not how you want me smiling wide.
There will be laughing and grins and joy
When I am far from your plots and ploys -
When I'm flying high doing my dance
Without fearing the whims of your chance.
Come to me another day, not today,
And I may be so kind as to pray
For the light to come and shine your way.
But today, stay away - far away -
So that I may not add rash murder
To my pristine paper resume.
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Simply Poetry
PoetryA collection of poems by Sean Arturo Last. You are encouraged to leave your interpretations in the comments. -- © All Rights Reserved (No unauthorized copy, distribution, transmission, or alteration of the work.)
