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Click hereIn an effort to mend
the beat beneath your breast
you made me promise to
"Come back to me in the end,
walk me to the stable,
bring my mare an apple,
taken from my mother's table."
I said I'd miss the plucky girl,
if you grew up more womanly,
you said,
"Come back to me when
birds meet autumn at its end,
come back to me without a word,
as the boy I remember, as a man."
And when many years had passed,
you found me in the stable,
having brought your mare an apple,
I took you on your mother's table.
.....one is my favourite of your three today. Sweetly wry and I like the Yeatsian rhyme, subtle not over done.
Tess + 5
I wonder who your Alt is on here, if I was guessing I know who I would go for. You're too good to be someone who has just walked in off the street!
pleased to meet you, Billy B. thank you for your comment. Your poem a definite 5. Let me leave two comments for now. 1.) the first two lines, excellent lead in. 2.) and well, the end...excellent.