Fair Lady LaneA Poem by Faith
Lady Lane, wouldn't cry. No abusion can make her crack, Even when it's hours that had gone by, What then does she lack?
one hit, two hits, three hits, four.
Each strike she stands tall, Avoiding the provoken strife, That fair Lady shall not fall.
Looking up above her, To what one would never to see, The brightest star, At an hour past three.
one hit, two hits, three hits, four.
And that fair Lady turns away, Agreeing to her husband's say, In which she was forced to lay.
one hit, two hits, three hits, four.
At last Lady Lane wouldn't cry, for she knew; She would always have her love In the sky.
© 2009 FaithReviews
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4 Reviews Added on August 21, 2009 Last Updated on August 21, 2009 AuthorFaitha place., NYAboutname: alanna faith date of birth: october twenty-third; 94' years: fourteen yrs. i live for my poetry, and my poetry basically is my life most people say my poetry is a little emo, but it's no.. more..Writing
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