Jessica Reid Poems
- Weary Traveler Oh weary traveler, how I rue the day When I ...
- Love Lost Watching the lures slip away, Through the ...
- I Can Count The Stars How many many times In so many words ...
- The Waiting Dock Counting all the ships that sail by hurts ...
- Silenced Call These four tavern walls house the time ...
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Oh weary traveler, how I rue the day
When I was joined to the black-sheep flock
I shall share to you this, if I may
It could come to you as a shock
I often sat perched on mounds of gold
silver spoon lodged in my bairn mouth
I did not know my soul had been sold
And that my life would soon spiral south
Father was always a greedy sow,
More feared than love’d by his kin
he hastily agreed to a fellow’s vow
one written on parchment of cowskin
to plague me with a wretched curse
so never would he own an empty purse