In White, The Lady WaitsA Poem by JarrettFor Lori's contest
Undescribable be the thoughts of the lady Enamored of the answer she'd spoken Is now fused with the words "we" and "them" No. She desires nothing in life but love from him
She has found the forgotten half to her soul When asked that most celebrated of questions, she will answer...
"I do." © 2008 JarrettAuthor's Note
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