This poem is for the Secret Keeper’s poetry prompt. This week’s words are:
| WAIT | MEET | TEAR | ACCEPT | CEASE |
Photo ©Forest and Kim Starr
I wait for you beneath the bower,
Where we always meet, where the roses grow,
I know the question you will ask me,
Will I accept or tell you no.
I’ll walk with you to the wide world’s end,
Till rivers run dry and birds’ songs cease,
Through tears and laughter, but tie me with vows,
I’ll open my cage and take my release.