Again we fall

Through blues and grays 

Shadows, portents

Night bleeds to day

“She loves me so

“She loves me not”

Bright daisies, plucked

Decide our lot

Once having writ

The hand moves on

Message, delivered

Words read and gone

Those things we cherish

Could all be lost

Still, we will risk

Regardless cost

Though all be chance

Yet hopes still raise

Again, we fall

Thus are love’s ways

By Mike Turner

From: United States

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