Cynthia Bienose Poems

What hold do I have
Of right or of life
To sail this spirit to starve
Please marry me a thought for a wife
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I stood waiting for a smiling tomorrow
Swimming in the endless mud of uncertainties
my strength and passion to elope
The pace of life, I could not follow
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Beyond the rainbows of the night,
I see a childlike ray of light.
It beams amicably on my soul,
Flouncing hope like a blow,
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