To Tell Her

O I meant to tell her,
And I wanted to say.
How lonely I was,
When she went away.

To speak not a word,
And leave me no cheer.
Made me so unhappy,
To not have her here.

It was..O so beautiful,
To look in her eyes.
And to see she had feelings,
Was thoughtful and wise.

To know...Just how lovely,
How gentle and fine.
And along with my others,
To acclaim her as mine.

O I wanted to tell her,
And let her to hear.
The way that I love her,
And why she is dear.

E.P 1908 - 1989