Billy my darling,
Billy my love,
You are my angel;
My pure, sweet dove.
'Tis to you I fly
With stars in my heart.
Hoping that whence we meet,
Ne'er shall we part.
My love, my love!
I love you true.
when in sleep I dream,
I dream of you.
Someday I hope
That you may know
My love for you
As more it grows.
'Tis you i love.
I love you so.
This beith why
Our partings I truly loathe.
Come and gone
Hath another day
Maybe when next we meet
Together we can stay.
These are my hopes.
These are my dreams.
You give inspiration
To my poetic themes.
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