LONGING
Lovingly To My Friend
BARBARA PENDLETON
Red Bluff, Cal.
In all this vast world,
DOES there not live one single heart,
In unison with mine could beat,
With no desire to ever part?
One that would breathe pure love divine,
Exalting ever soul and mind
To truest and most noble thoughts,
To speak and dream of heavenly ways,
And sacrifice each, day by day
One's self, for pleasures of the other,
And share the sorrow, grief and pain,
Forgetting earth and all things vain.
This love so true, this constant claim,
Would make us one and never twain.
DOES there not live one single heart,
In unison with mine could beat,
With no desire to ever part?
One that would breathe pure love divine,
Exalting ever soul and mind
To truest and most noble thoughts,
To speak and dream of heavenly ways,
And sacrifice each, day by day
One's self, for pleasures of the other,
And share the sorrow, grief and pain,
Forgetting earth and all things vain.
This love so true, this constant claim,
Would make us one and never twain.
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