Wednesday, April 29, 2009

Cupid

Last night I went out once again
To ply my ancient trade .
I've seldom heard a word of praise
For all the love I've made .

Sometimes I find it oh so hard
To do my joyful task .
I might explain it all quite well ,
If those who love would ask .

But few have ever dared to care
How love can go astray .
Most accept their lover's fate
When love just fades away .

So here it is for all to hear ,
How love has been till now .
Sometimes I just don't aim so well ,
I miss a heart somehow .

I have to hit two hearts at once .
It's timing , don't you see .
And sometimes lovers close their heart .
To all , especially me .

If someone ever gave you love ,
I hope you'll give just due ;
To me , the one who made it so ,
The joy that came to you .

Perhaps you closed your heart that time .
Perhaps I missed the mark .
Perhaps I timed it oh so bad
It only made a spark .

And if you came to love somehow ,
And theirs was not the same .
Or even if they turned from you ,
Then I'm the one to blame .

Yes , I'm to blame for all crossed love
That came to be so blue .
But please don't curse me oh so much ,
I have some feelings too .

I'm sorry for mistakes I've made .
I'd surely take them back .
If only I could give you all
The love in life you lack .

But if you'll give me one more chance .
I'll follow every lead .
And promise to keep at my work
To find the love you need .

And when I do , I'll string my bow ,
And line my arrow true .
And then the world will see once more
What Cupid still can do .

GREENWOLFE 1962

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