My Swan

She sings
A song
Of love
That’s gone
Beside
The lake
My heart
Does break
Her hair
So pure
Her eyes
Demure
Her wings
Are clipped
But soul
Un-dipped
For in
Her voice
My love
Rejoice
Now dare
I ask
Her hand
My task
For she’s
My one
My girl
My swan
The dream
Made real
Time to
Reveal

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27 thoughts on “My Swan

      1. Oh.. It’s quite upsetting to know you’re unwell. 😦
        Take care and be well soon, my mom always tells me – “Be well first and then do everything else, you’ll do it better.”
        Headaches are bad – quite incapacitating…

      2. I understand… My situation is quite similar… Sinuses, tonsillitis and migraine – bad. -.-

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