Je t'aime- A Poem

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Another poem a little longer. I hope you appreciate it. It's not that bad, I hope :D

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                                                                Je t'aime

                                      A Poem based on The American Revolution

                                                            Under the stars

                                                     by the never-ending sea…

                                            the waves and her tides welcome me.

                                                      “Je t’ aime, Je t’ aime”

                                                     I will continuously sigh

                                             on the sandy territory where once

                                                    my love wept and cried.

                                                    Somewhere out there,

                                                       far on the ocean,

                                                    his boat will be rocking

                                                  to the wave’s given motion.

                                                 We both very well know,

                                                   he did not want to go

                                             though as time had gone on,

                                                 his courage would grow

                                                  “Je t’ aime, Je t’aime"

                                               I call out again really saying

                                                  “I love you, I love you”

                                            as if he could hear the affection

                                                      I wished to send.

                                                  When would he come?

                                                    When would I see

                                              that precious man’s face,

                                               meaning so much to me.

                                                 “Je t’ aime, Je t’ aime…”

                                                the next night I did cry.

                                            The letter I had received that

                                              day said the Holy father

                                     took him home to his kingdom                                                                                                                without a single goodbye.

                                               I refused to believe it

                                              so upon a rock I did sit.

                                          My engagement ring shined,

                                               by the moon it was lit.

                                                 I cried out the last time

                                                “Je t’ aime, Je t’aime!”

                                           My husband good and gone

                                                      made me cry…

                                          The tears bitter and remorseful

                                            my husband indeed a hero…

                                             but my tears poured out…

                                             they poured out forceful.

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