In White, The Lady WaitsA Poem by Jarrett
For Lori's contest
Undescribable be the thoughts of the lady
Enamored of the answer she'd spoken
Is now fused with the words "we" and "them"
No. She desires nothing in life but love from him
She has found the forgotten half to her soul
When asked that most celebrated of questions, she will answer...
© 2008 Jarrett
Added on November 19, 2008
Last Updated on November 19, 2008
AboutMy name is Jarrett, I'm a native american writer from Round Valley, an Indian Reservation in northern California. I like to write all sorts of fiction, mainly fantasy, as an escape- the bored m.. more..