(By Gub, 2006)
The willow fell
Deep inside
wended brook
Love came.
Laughter shook
Life wept
Joy,
danced,
So much
That united
We divided
birth and death
With child
Love no longer
Ours
But stolen
By natural duty
new
Parent rivalry
Sure
Cupid looses
Some arrows
When babies stalk
private haunt
Of lover's
mightiest
universe.....
Thursday, 27 October 2011
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