Years of Ploy

Once upon a time
In a childhood land,
I chose my knight in armor
In a wonderful man.
I anxiously prayed for time
To hurry to the age
Where I could accept his ring
To show we were engaged.
Oh how I wanted so
To see his loving smile,
As he held his hand out to me
At the other end of the aisle.
Our honeymoon would be divine.
We would have the best.
I never knew on our honeymoon,
He would lay to rest.
So as I tell my fairy tale
To all maidens growing,
Patiently enjoy your youth,
For the future is unknowing.

10-2-1990 Tuesday
Written by Gail Brookshire

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