My Notebook
My notebook is filled with promises, I say,
When I was young and hopeful for the years
To come, so sure that tomorrow would bring
Better days, and I would be the prince of all
I surveyed despite the plans of fate unleashed,
But time passed and I,…I never heard the call
I never heard the proverbial “fat lady” sing,
Although I did laugh through many tears,
And I tried to live my fullest every lovely day.
written September 16, 2021
[This verse follows my reverse form, which
I often use. The scheme, depending on the
number of lines is ABCDEDCBA.]
Copyright © L Milton Hankins | Year Posted 2021
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