The Lovers

The sun went down and above the town
The sky became deep blue;
A meeting made, above the glade
Between these special two.

Atop the hill with wind so still
No better was a place
For them to meet, their hearts a-beat,
With love upon each face.

Their lips then met but with deep regret
She slowly shed a tear,
For downright sad and somewhat bad
Was what he had to hear.

His soul went dead 'ere a word was said
He knew what she would say;
'Twould break his heart, yet from the start
They knew love would not stay.

From his glancing eye and sombre sigh
She knew he knew her news.
It could not last, their time had past,
She stated both their views.

"It can not be," she said to he,
A lump within her throat,
"We know it now - I'm but a cow
And you a billy-goat!"

Copyright: Jennifer Haig