A poem about a women who lost her husband in war. She is now lonely and sad.
Sweetly I sway left and right,
wandering through the lonely night.
Searching and look for something to hold,
but it’s hard to find someone as precious as gold.
You were the one I loved and I cherished,
but our love was no more after you perished.
I will never again find someone like you,
the brave, the proud, the so very few.
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