Funeral Blues by W.H. Auden [28 Days of Love Poetry By missglitchy 319 01:17 Day 11 F Romantic Not all love poems are happy He was my North, my South, my East and West, My working week and my Sunday rest, My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song; I thought that love would last forever: I was wrong.
Now that You Too Must Shortly Go By missglitchy 319 01:06 Day 11 F Eleanor Farjeon 28 Days of Love Poetry