![]() |
Grief causes a tragedy to occur. |
| For Thee I bow to thee on bended knee, Submit my Soul so willingly. You utter a curse Line and verse, Timeless scroll soaked in brine. Salted tears fall are mine, Baked sun, my lips do broil. I was so brave and true, Once, my love died for you. For today, please hear my plea, O'Mighty Sea, my life is for thee. Word Count: 60 Free Verse |