A Very Short Song

Once, when I was young and true,
Someone left me sad-
Broke my brittle heart in two;
And that is very bad.

Love is for unlucky folk,
Love is but a curse.
Once there was a heart I broke;
And that, I think, is worse.

by Dorothy Parker

Comments (32)

Died of a heart attack in 67......
A very nice poem by Dorothy Parker /I would like to have met this woman in person is she dead or still alive?
Beautiful rhyming, lovely read.
nice write about what go's round come's round eventually?
Very nice poem. A sad thought is behind the story but on the other hand it has glittered this poem. Thank you very much for sharing this poem.
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