Aisle of SorrowA Poem by MOON
See
all time rushing away Grant
me a second without grey When
the stars shine at night Fool
me into thinking all is right Then
on a bright full moon Lance
the wound With
sorrows heaped on pain Let
me hang my head in shame For
the bell when it pealed was for me Life
will never again be The
love filled with style The
moment we waltzed in the aisle © 2012 MOONReviews
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