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Theme: Destiny

A Fool's Jig

If I am to be reborn
may I follow in the footsteps
of my beloved.

Let me rest
in her soft shadow.
Let me be warmed
by her sunlight.

Another life
without my beloved
would be no life at all.

To dance without my beloved
would be a fool's jig
like a puppet on broken strings.

My destiny is to follow her
wherever she may lead.
How else can my existence,
pointless otherwise,
be explained?

She is my beginning,
she will be my end.
All else between
is just a play act,
a poor counterfeit
for my true purpose:
to be with her.


More By  :  David M Gunson

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