The Promise
I keep the promise
you made to me
fondly on the mantle
still wrapped
and with the gold
bow you tied so tenderly.
Should you return
some day, my love,
we'll unwrap it together
and maybe love forever.
Copyright © Allen Beilschmidt Sr. | Year Posted 2019
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