On this Day

By: Daydred Easton

On this day,
When the mountains all bend
On this day,
When poverty comes to an end
When the waves run from the shore;
On this day
I will love you no more.

On this day,
When trees are melted by the sun
When a pair consists of only one
On this day,
When clouds lose but a single drop,
On this day,
My love for you will stop.

When rocks are swallowed by the ground
and a siren makes not a sound,
When a straying heart remains true,
On this day,
I will no longer love you.