She wears a golden band
Upon her unheld hand.
She wears it not for chastity,
Nor for her mental purity.
She wears it, instead, for love.
In hopes that a lovely dove
Will bring her--her soul mate
Before many New Year's dates.
The day she takes it off will be the day
Someone so special, "I love you" will say.
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Where We Never Look--The Forgotten Places
PoetryThis is a Poetry Book that I've been working on for almost a year. I write random poems when I'm inspired, so I hope you enjoy! #825 in Poetry November 24, 2016 #351 in Poetry November 26, 2016 (!!!!!!) #350 in Poetry November 29, 2016 #284 in Poetr...
