poem — inspired by the folk song come sea shanty: Shenandoah
If we had met, lest we forget
On the shores of that rolling river
In faded years all bygone tears
Would you volunteer your stolen heart?
If I could take from yours, in days of yore
Back in the day - eighteen oh four
Your darkened eyes and rolling hair
Your fair displays on river days
When all endeavors are a glimpse of you
Your doubtful heart, your…
