Sad Love Story
Once she was wild
Lively wild child
Beyond mere grasp
Fierce as a wasp
She met a man
Around the bend
Love struck a cord
New cluster hoards
Man of her dreams
Brought teary streams
Wild child no more
A new life spores
Then there were three
Fruit on a tree
But happy died
As brief time pied
So lost was she
Gone with mad spree
No much more known
Of sad tale blown
Leon Enriquez
29 July 2018
Singapore
Copyright © Leon Enriquez | Year Posted 2018
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