I wonder if I shall sigh tonight
I wonder if I shall sigh
Your shadow was the last of me
All too slight to deny
You’ve taken to the woods, my love
And gone about your way
If you should perish so shall I
I begged that you would stay
I wonder if I shall weep tonight
I wonder if I shall weep
My heart is a wooded darkness
Where a host of tears may keep
You promised me your love, my dear
You promised me your love
No light in the doorway flickers
Nor stars bless the vaults above
I wonder if I shall mourn tonight
I wonder if I shall mourn
In a choice between two lovers
Your heart was grieved and torn
I wonder if I shall pray tonight
I wonder if I shall pray
A knock came about my door tonight
Though I bid it keep away
I wonder if I shall die tonight
I wonder if I shall die
You lay beneath the bended tree
Nor lips could purse a sigh
Your soul lay quiet ‘neath the tree
As heaven touched the sky
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Love's Bended Tree
by Ron Micci
BIO- Ron Micci is a prolific author of plays, screenplays, novels, et al., from the sublime
to the irreverent and all points in between, Ron Micci’s one-act plays have been
performed at First Stage in LA, and in New York at the Kraine Theatre, Theatre-
Studio, Producers Club, Times Square Arts Center, Riant Theatre, as well as in
conjunction with the New York Int'l Independent Film & Video Festival and the
Turnip Theatre Company's 15-Minute Play Festival.
They have also been presented in New Jersey at the Darress Theater, 1860
House (Montgomery Cultural Center), Lawrenceville Library, as well as in the Main Branch of the Canton, Ohio public library.
Acting editions of his grammar farce/crime drama Night and the Proofreader,
and his soliloquy Addie & Me are available from Brooklyn Publishers. Addie is
also available from Brooklyn’s affiliate, Heuer Publishing.
A wide variety of his work can be freely sampled on the Booksie website and
on Amazon.com.
A former magazine editor and advertising proofreader, he has an avowed
passion for flutes, piccolos and detective novels, and an aversion to tubas, brass
instruments and things that go bump in the night.
