Raise a Glass
Ever gently the moon did rise
Distant unmoved by her cries
Alone 'neath a weeping willow
Many, many long years ago
Dreaming love would come
Waited a long millennium
That's when bolted cupid's arrow
Many, many long years ago
Sunsets to soothe her soul
As ruthless time would take its toll
Her lover's soul a rodeo
Many, many long years ago
Empty loneliness pervaded
As each final moonray faded
To love raise a glass of Bordeaux
Many, many long years ago
Submitted on December 16, 2019 for contest STRAND SPECIAL 4 sponsored by BRIAN STRAND - HONORABLE MENTION
July 9, 2019 for contest WRITING CHALLENGE 1, JULY 2019 - REPEATING REFRAIN sponsored by DEAR HEART - RANKED 3RD
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