A Teardrop's Memory

I was young, working in the back duct; when the elders started to speak A joyous moment has arrived, open the flood gates for LOVE unique As they rapturously paraded down the contour of the young man's cheek AS HE SAID " I DO " As I looked out the mirror of the young man's eyes; I too wanted to run A Love so true, an oath to entwine Together; Always and Forever as One I smiled contently, for I knew in his words pure Love had begun " LOVE YOU " But then the boom's mooring snapped : whipping Her into the deep blue sea I lead a brigade of my peers down the trail of my forefathers glee We marched that same trail , differently : in sorrow, despair and misery " ALWAYS AND FOREVER " Onward I bravely lead my comrades to a desolate place where we would die I know we were not the only tears this young man's broken heart would cry He never had the chance to hold Her, to kiss Her, to say I LOVE YOU or Good-bye " L E N O R E " Inspired by Constance La France's Contest "Dusty Box of Memories"