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
I absolutely love those last 2 lines. The phrasing really works for me. Give me rhymes like that, and you can keep the pirated gold 😊 😊 😊
Thank you ever so much🤗
Big smiles for you… 🙂
Thank you dear Crispina
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