SOME MORE INTERSTING 4-LINERS
MY HEART
Not with madness but with sadness,
My heart it’s cruel lesson learns.
Not with sadness but with madness,
My heart the art of LOVE learns
MY MOTHER
Who ran to help me when I fell,
Or would some pretty story tell,
Or kiss the place to make it well?
My mother, my mother, my dear mother!
MY REGRETS
Among life’s dying embers,
These are my regrets;
When I am right no one remembers,
When I am wrong, no one forgets!
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