Sad Poems

Died for Love

I sit in the park where I dwell,
For this boy I love so well,
He took my heart away from me,
Now he wants to set me free.

I see a girl on his lap,
He said things to her he never said to me,
I ran home to cry on my bed,
Not a word to Mother was said.

Father came home late that night,
He looked at me from left to right,
He saw me hanging from a rope.
He took his knife to cut me down,
And on my dress a note was found:

"Dig my grave. Dig it deep.
Dig my grave from head to feet.
And on the top, place a dove.
And remember this, I died for love."

~Anonymous~