Julia Ward Poet Narrative

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Trinket Story

Meryl's love was fool's gold,
but he didn't want to think it...
He loved *her* till she was very old
surrounded by her trinkets.

She fashioned trinkets all her life
and put her soul into it...
She wasn't the ideal wife,
if he dared but think it.

Meryl's love was not real...
She only loved her trinkets.
Blue and red were on her shelf
if you went and saw it.

Deception's path was slow for him...
He thought Meryl would alter,
but she pretended love, as he could see,
from the day she was at altar.

And so it was that Meryl died...
In her coffin were her trinkets.
He saw her 'love' was but a hide.
"Begone with you, and trinkets!"





11/11/2016

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