Romantic Endings

ROMANTIC ENDINGS Leafy are the forests whispers Ancient are the pipestone quarries Where Longfellow set his wigwams Wrapped around his valiant stories Tho the prairies sprouted cities In the world of techno wires Still the quarries bear their peacepipes Still are blessed by holy fires In these woods the magic lingers And the stories told at night Of the maidens and their lovers As they steadfast troth their plight There is high above the forest Split rocks with a mighty gap In despair when love was over A man would leap into Death's lap Quickly would his life be over Proclaiming life is love’s own price Romantic endings seem much kinder Than becoming God’s lab mice Victoria Anderson-Throop 12/30/12©