Selfish me
Young, free
Silly you
Old, new
Summer song
Promise of love
A continent long
Concrete wall
Broadhead through
The fall for someone true
Along came adieu
My truly lover I'm holding to
The one before the one
Hi Littlemousie,
I liked the way the first two stanzas dealt with this old story—flip, both in attitude and scattered phrases. You might end it there and let us predict the outcome. In the third stanza "someone true" and "adieu" feel tired, and "truly friend" could use fixing.
Thanks for posting,
Jackie
I liked the way the first two stanzas dealt with this old story—flip, both in attitude and scattered phrases. You might end it there and let us predict the outcome. In the third stanza "someone true" and "adieu" feel tired, and "truly friend" could use fixing.
Thanks for posting,
Jackie