A Friends Word On Love Poem by Michael Thygesen

“Dear boy, why do you cry in the window? ”
“Well sir, I cry over my fair lady.”
“Yes, but why look down at the river flow
Whilst you do this, you look awfully shady.”
“The dark, deep bottom tell again of her.
I loved her, yet she did not love me back.”
“Your heart she did break, for this I am sure.
She sounds horrible; but grace she does lack.”
“How dare you refer my lady as bad
She is astounding, you stay out of it.”
“Some thing was wrong with what you two had had.
I can help you but you must use your wit.
Find a person, who’ll make you untroubled,
Satisfy her, your gifts will be doubled.”