Love I Said, To Her

Hello love goodbye it changes, changed you not, except for her. Where I once stood with youth no longer do I feel the dart of love. And stranger parts I played when it grew light in me the lark it sang. Did I to you about that ever say, the rose in bloom the small red bud was mine not yours to give away. Each tall tree I rested on I pushed against it very hard until it gave. The petals fell and peril was ignored, I to you then said. By this act my course you set the yellow burning sun to hot and high. And I with out stretched hands to her could ask of you but why?