Wishing And Hoping

Written by: Keith Bickerstaffe


We suitors were nervous while standing in line 
'til mademoiselle informed us of her choice; 
intoxicating, her bouquet divine, 
like the vintage of a rich, full-bodied wine; 
fearful she would not hearken to my voice, 
overjoyed when she consented to be mine! 


meter: 11/10/10/11/10/11
rhyme: abaaba