Rebecca
long yellow hair
flowing down her back
green eyes all aglow
a perfect nose
a wondrous smile
that now must never show
yellow hair lying limp
at her side
green eyes closed
never blinking for all time
a simple grin upon her lips
the wondrous smile is gone
farewell Rebecca my sweet
I'm so sorry your life is gone
so unhappy
she must have been
a wife so young
the mother of six little ones
now screaming out their lungs
the youngest one is six months
the eldest at most is five
Rebecca my love was twenty-one
and I am fifty -nine
I loved her since she was just a child
running around at four.
always so fair and beautiful
she was always the one I adored
I, the rich man
in this poor man's town
had asked for her hand by six
her father nodded and said to me
sixteen should do for this marriage
so at sixteen and fifty-four
a lovely marriage was made
I fell in love so quickly
she never quite fell the same
so as the children came
along first Cornila, at last Denise
my Rebecca grew out of reach
then one day I came home
and heard the terrible news
my one and only love
had hung herself by a noose.
so here I am at her coffin
looking at her young face
sadly understanding
I should have never fallen in love
in the first place