She sleeps in her rose wood bed,
under a blanket of velvet red;
old and alone and forgotten,
she dreams of the love she once had.
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I suppose it was ok but it was a tiny little bit too much to take in and it was all about love
Are you angry because it's about something you don't have? And if so, why would you even read this poem?
And I'm so glad writ it you did! This one is so beautiful! Written so well also. Thank goodness you saw that old violin! ! !
Nice try, lovely theme. flow of words were so nice. keep up the good work.
I love this poem i wish i was this talented.....