Does twilight surrender us to these games?
Or has fate tried to make right what was wrong
Shall destiny rewrite our names?
Is this were we belong?
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This deep poem, so rich in feeling, about two opposites deserves this quotation by Shakespeare. If not Juliet, who can say: ' My only love, sprung from my only hate! / Too early seen unknown, and known too late! / Prodigious birth of love it is to me/ That I must love a loathed enemy.'?
The pen is mightier than the sword So foe beware This lady is much loved And has many friends out there Lovely write Patricia 10 Chris
That last stanza is a succinct question-begging gentle punch; pensive, flowing, lovely to read as ever P. t x
fate overtakes us before our will destiny accompanies the painful twitch dream fulfils the band and smile but from a distance…. friend or foe still a mystery...... so well expressed…
One of your best Patricia.Much appreciated.