By J.Lynne Moore
Damper clouds are pushed away,
The dawning of a cantankerous day.
Will you bring your heart to play?
Do not hold my love at bay!
Surly winds blow in and out,
I’ll stand with you, never doubt!
Lighting will flash and thunder shout;
Kiss my lips, don’t whine and pout!
We’ll ride it up, hold on down;
I am your queen, I’ll wear your crown.
You are my joy, my jester, my clown;
I’ll trade my smile for your frown.
Slumberous love is not our style;
We will face each yellow wicked trial.
They will eat our crow, all the while…
Walk with me to the very last mile.
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