Author Anonymous She on this clayen pillow layed her head, As brides do use the first to go to bed. He missed her soon and yet ten monthShe trys To live apart and lykes it not and dyes. Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments