I wish I was where I would be,
With love alone to dwell,
Was I but her or she but me,
Then love would all be well.
I wish to send my thoughts to her
As quick as thoughts can fly,
But as the winds the waters stir
The mirrors change and fly.
Song
John Clare
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Poem topics: alone, change, love, I love you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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