Mark Heathcote

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My stories

O” child of mine grow no-older

Place your head upon my shoulder O” child of mine grow no-older. Less life’s platitudes make you stronger. Stay with me a little longer! Misfortune” rings her lowly bell

Like a little pot of gold

If beauty could let” her love to me” Like the white buds on a magnolia tree What a souls tapestry there would be What a freedom in my breast for thee Could I in truth set wing flung free...

Smiles the choice of rose hips hue

Who brings me the tears of rainbows blue? And smiles the choice of rose hips hue That brings to me the moons gentle dew? With kisses soft as slender new

O’ Maiden of a quiet, mournful, repose

O’ Maiden of a quiet, mournful, repose Wasn’t it not love at beauty’s doze That your sweet dark eyes spoke Of this emanated dew ragged rose. Wasn’t it a boy in manlier clothes?

The greyer the storm light folds

A soft temperance smile brakes From the bars of the raging sea; Where wave on salt corrosive wave Once purged loves sweetest melody. But age and faith are truer friends

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