Slave To Rhyme

Poetry by Lora Frikken

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Monday, December 01, 2003

Rich Promises

Your promise of love arrived amid the glistening snow;
Your words were like tinkling silver bells all aglow;

To live with you forever in a world of constant desire;
To know the kind of love the world would long admire;

Your affection would sustain us through the coming years;
Your simple words of promise were sealed with your tears;

To acknowledge your gift of love, so filled with hope;
To accept your pledge of mere promises, would make me a dope!

I asked you for a diamond ring, a trip to Rome, and more;
But all you bring me are rich promises! Honey, there’s the door!

Lora Frikken ~ 11-30-03

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