None Could Match Her Charm
Her smile so winsome, bats an eye
A beauty, none could match her charm
With suitors young, and still too shy
She yearned to find her true love's arms
One evening she, beset with fright
Blood curdling screams emerged from her
She dreamt strange dreams all through the night
The room spun round, her thoughts a-whirl
Now slowly creaks the bedroom door
A ghastly voice intones her name
She gasps aloud, in utter horror
Awakens white, all color drained...
No longer do young suitors find
Her looks to be the special kind
Copyright © Gershon Wolf | Year Posted 2021
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