Thursday, 18 January 2024

Deeply red dread

Auburn hair with a ruby streak
eyes of green enticingly unique
Twas the moment a glimpse of hell
to fall deeply into the devils spell

Capture a snare and cut the heel
unable to alter the way ‘o’ feel
but it was many a year ago
when twice as stupid and twice as bold

Etching arm was a gritty mistake
Lines on the face and a deep heartache
if I didn’t die then, then there’s been a mistake
the baby unborn was yours to take

No comments:

Just when the clouds have gone

How great is life, loving work, loving life plenty to do, expertly priced it a joy to rise every morn, feel fresh in the dawn return back ho...