Songs of May
Poem
I went to see my beloved
There under a garden
I gave you a red rose
to remember me
I went to see my baby
Thereby the side of a pass
I gave you my linen handkerchief
Which is the finest
I went to see my beloved
There under a garden
I gave you a red rose
to remember me
I went to see my baby
Thereby the side of a pass
I gave you my linen handkerchief
Which is the finest
The Lark shares fictional short stories and poetry