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A Kings Promise
#WritcoPoemPrompt120
The wind carried words through the sky that blew thee,
Lying on a velvet swing,
Swinging under a tree,
Whilst waiting for the King,
The sun is soon to rise,
and then the town full of open eyes,
"woe is me" I start to cry,
"why for art thou not with me",
"a promise is thou word",
and thou word I did hear,
if thy king shalt not appear,
a broken heart is not all I fear,
Earth too shall crumble at the drop of one tear.
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The wind carried words through the sky that blew thee,
Lying on a velvet swing,
Swinging under a tree,
Whilst waiting for the King,
The sun is soon to rise,
and then the town full of open eyes,
"woe is me" I start to cry,
"why for art thou not with me",
"a promise is thou word",
and thou word I did hear,
if thy king shalt not appear,
a broken heart is not all I fear,
Earth too shall crumble at the drop of one tear.
© All Rights Reserved
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