• irenethomas 5w

    To My Friend in Heaven

    Oh! Worthy soul! You departed
    to thee who rules Heaven and Earth!
    Your guilty mates left tormented ,
    your memories haunting their heart of hearth!

    Oye! The victim ultimate,
    thy left the dozen behind,
    chosen you were my silent mate,
    heaven wished the noble kind!

    Thriving their hearts is thy song,
    aching their soul for thy lose!
    Why, my mate you didn't long?
    They lament on you to get arose!

    Ā©irenethomas