BROKEN HEARTS

 

   Under the Sycamore tree,

   Jenny loved to lie with me,

   And to that I’ll make a note:

   “I loved you to”, I wrote,

O lover! O lover! O lover!

      This heart you didn’t see,

      So please let it all be –

Broken hearts never recover!

 

      I thought you were the one,

   Looking back, I should’ve run,

   But loving you I don’t regret,

   And I’ve not replaced you yet,

O lover! O lover! O lover!

      This heart you didn’t see,

      So please let it all be –

Broken hearts never recover!

 

Thomas Theophilus© October 28, 2025