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My love returned

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The leaves were gold,

the sky was gray,

as I looked out

upon the bay.

 

As I looked out

I chanced to see

a ship. My love

returned to me.

 

A ship! My love

is coming home.

At sea my love

no more will roam.

 

At sea, my love

did prove his worth

to other men.

He earned his berth.

 

To other men

he gave his share

of sweat and blood

in honest care.

 

Of sweat and blood

he need not give.

To me alone

his heart doth live.

 

To me alone

he gave his troth

and not to sea,

white cap and froth.

 

And not to sea

would he return

No, nor to me

as I would learn.

 

No, nor to me

would love rejoin.

My love, the waves

did then purloin.

 

My love! The waves

of which you spake

did not seem fit

your life to take!

 

Did not seem fit

to hold your heart.

Bonnet in hand,

my eyes downcast.

 

Bonnet in hand

and wrung with grief

I looked once more

beyond the reef.

 

I looked once more

to say goodbye

then turned for home,

began to cry.

 

Then turned for home

as others did.

My love returned,

farewell I'm bid.

 

My love returned

this autumn day

as I looked out

upon the bay.

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