When She Goes Away
A bright today, love came my way, and now we play in life’s array.
We dance away in hope’s ballet, as love’s bouquet is here to stay.
But then I say, I must delay; she might betray, a price to pay.
Will love decay and my love stray, then go away to my dismay?
Or will she stay till we are grey, and then death’s slay take her away?
But either way I rue the day she goes away, and here I stay.
October 6, 2018
Contest: Rhyme Battle XI
Sponsor: Juli-Michelle
Copyright © John Gondolf | Year Posted 2018
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