Copper
Was there more between us,... than luck?
How long were you buried, in your shallow grave beneath the oak?
And just when I needed to know the secret of hope,
you whispered out good fortune with your burnished breath.
How long were you buried in your shallow grave beneath the oak,
then rising from the shiver of crumbling, copper leaves?
You whispered out good fortune with your burnished breath,
to lighten the shadows of my grief
Then rising from the shiver of crumbling, copper leaves,
you patiently waited for the perfect moment.
To lighten the shadows of my grief,
you revealed a wizened, tarnished face to me
You patiently waited for the perfect moment.
And just when I needed to know the secret of hope
you revealed a wizened, tarnished face to me
Was there more between us,.... than luck?
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For Rhonda's and Cyndi's Penny Pantoum Contest
(Copper Penny....USA)
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