Last Word Poem - Mysteries

MYSTERIES Our true love, true, no mysteries, Forty-nine years of joyful bliss. Nigh on fifty years, a series. No nasty words, maybe a hiss. Would we do it all again, yes. Illness's, how, and why, mysteries? Yet our life. three children, much fun! Will they follow our histories? Have that joy, being dad and mum? Would we do it all again, yes! RULES [1] 5 lined stanza’s, as many as you like. The fifth line of each the refrain, and must remain the same throughout the piece. [2] 2 stanzas minimum. [3] All lines in iambic tetrameter, including the refrain. [4] In the first line of each stanza the last word must be identical (LAST WORD), poetry. [5] Rhyming schemes: ABABC. AABBC, ABBAC