(56) When The Axe FallsA Poem by Chris Smith Welshpoetcs
She had been sent to the tower
Refused a kings advances and power To face for what would be her fate For the executioner she would wait But the executioner was secretly in love with her He would fight for her if they could be together But he knew he did not want her to die To save her, he was willing to try She told him no, this was not the way She would have to die when came that day She gave a kiss to the executioner's cheek Said, in Heaven, his love she would seek On her last night he took her as his lover Because she would never take another The executioner did not want her to go She said he would always have her soul On the day she came, at last, to her fate For to save her, it was far too late In his mask, he cried, no one could tell For him she loved, then the axe fell copyright Chris Smith 2008 © 2011 Chris Smith WelshpoetcsFeatured Review
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Added on March 24, 2011Last Updated on April 1, 2011 AuthorChris Smith WelshpoetcsCardiff until 2004, then Hemel Hempstead, Hertfordshire, United KingdomAboutStarted writing in 1997 after a horrible attack, I found it theraputic and wrote a range of poems and short horror stories. Started sharing on the Web firstly with Yahoo 360 in 2005, then sites on .. more..Writing
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