Saturday, October 31, 2020

My Beloved Bess 2019 Part Two Comments

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where upon arrival there, a young maid stood weeping, weeping weeping,
With a red love knot, knotted, in her long black hair.
The farmer's wife, love of his life, was busy baking in her kitchen,
Then at first, there was a burst, of clamour in the yard.
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Kay Moore
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Jazib Kamalvi 01 November 2020

Write comment. Such a nice poem, Kay Moore. Read my poem, Love and Iust. Thanks

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