Poems ✍️

  09.11.2025
  12


Author: James Joyce

Because Your Voice Was At My Side

Because your voice was at my side
I gave him pain,
Because within my hand I held
Your hand again.

There is no word nor any sign
Can make amend -- -
He is a stranger to me now
Who was my friend.




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