Wishes for luck,
When she proceeds.
Warmth of a hug,
When she succeeds.
Winner is she,
What she believes.
Waxes and pink candlelight,
Wonderful are memories.
World seems be bright,
When fingers embrace four rings.
Wet are the hidden eyes,
When forever she leaves.
Romantic one! What’s the matter?
Lovely poem but the last line 🙁
Why so?