Wendy Watson Poet Ottava rima

A Question of Love

Will you still love me when years roll on by
And face to face we see changes appear?
Still hold my hand when the storm clouds draw nigh,
Stand by my side as the future we steer?
Till voices weaken and with fading sigh
Pathways diverge to a final frontier?
On bended knee he looks into her eyes -
'Why my dear Alfred, of course' she replies.


28.06.19

‘Rima Ottava Poetry Contest‘ Sponsored by Charles Messina

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John Watt May 4, 2020 at 11:33 AM This is very tender, Wendy. Enjoyed it and can relate fully. Congrats to you today ~ John

Charles Messina July 1, 2019 at 3:36 PM Love this Wendy, especially that last line (lol) Well done...congratulations on your win and thank you for entering my contest...hugs always ~Charlie Wendy Watson May 3, 2020 at 1:08 PM Thank you for setting an interesting contest, Charlie.

John Gondolf June 29, 2019 at 11:04 AM Beautifully written, Wendy, best of luck in the contest. John Wendy Watson May 3, 2020 at 1:07 PM That's very kind of you. Thanks, John.

Arturo Michael June 28, 2019 at 3:41 PM Well done Wendy...Enjoyed the read... Wendy Watson May 3, 2020 at 1:07 PM Thank you, Arturo for being such a regular reader and contributor.