A song for the girl I love--
God love her!
A song for the eyes of tender shine,
And the fragrant mouth that melts on mine,
The shimmering tresses uncontrolled
That clasp her neck with tendril gold;
The blossom mouth and the dainty chin,
And the little dimples out and in--
The girl I love--
God love her!
A song for the girl I loved--
God love her!
A song for the eyes of faded light,
And the cheek whose red rose waned to white;
The quiet brow with its shadow and gleam,
And the dark hair drooped in a long, deep dream;
The small hands crossed for their churchyard rest,
And the lilies dead on her sweet dead breast.
The girl I loved--
God love her!
