James Joyce Poems
Monday, October 24, 2005
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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