I have made for you a song
And it may be right or wrong,
But only you can tell me if it's true.
I have tried for to explain
Both your pleasure and your pain,
And, Thomas, here's my best respects to you!
O there'll surely come a day
When they'll give you all your pay,
And treat you as a Christian ought to do;
So, until that day comes round,
Heaven keep you safe and sound,
And, Thomas, here's my best respects to you!
To Thomas Atkins
Rudyard Kipling
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Poem topics: heaven, pain, song, pleasure, wrong, true, sound, explain, Christian, Valentine's Day, I love you, I miss you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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