NOT YET (Quatrain)

there's a perfect time for everything

Adorn me not with advance glory

Should I be drowned in the flood of gold?

If I become a promised dowry

I will be the crown in my best mold.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

We learn wisdom with age. All things that shine are not gold. I like how you led the reader to the strong ending in the short poem. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Dhaye]

Thanks a lot.