Stephanie

Will the spell she casts

In time be broken?

And the pain that lingers

Be the token

Of a soul once whole

Left torn and broken?

All hopes placed on the morrow

And that time will heal

Such pain and sorrow

As of now and forever be

Nightly dreams bestow on me

Visions of my Stephanie

Reviews

[Kelly Scheppers]

It has always been a name I wish I had been given. Such a pretty poem, Ernie.