Wuthering Heights
Star crossed lovers strolled together
over moorland fields of heather...
Tragedy unfolds
Emily Bronte wrote thereof...
She, too, lost chance to find true love...
Death, again, grabs hold
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For Black-Eyed Susan's Contest: Tail Rhyme
5/1/12
Copyright © Carrie Richards | Year Posted 2012
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