Crimson’s Creative Challenge #218

My first new years Crimson’s:

It rained and rained for a very long time
ready had I rose and rhyme
by the bench and by the river
we were meant to meet each other
but alas the endless rain
kept us away to mourn and pain
so by the time it finally stopped
the petals had already dropped
the rhyme was no more what I wanted
so off I went to become a bandit
with all the gold I robbed and burgled
I had no need to hang around

with effort and zeal I finally found
the middle that I had all along circled

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