Sharing a poem today written by Nora M. Parker.
I remember when you were young Nothing could stop the chorus song Of your refrain from truth. Now you’re an abandoned bride Old but not necessarily wise. The script you rehearsed line by line No longer applies. A Matron saint with no one to ordain Your time has come to Leave it undone. Admit your wrongs, imbibe your sins With one last kiss Dead from within. -NMP
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