Dross Preferred Poem by moon batchelder

Dross Preferred

Rating: 5.0


once it was himself that held the key,
not now; things change.
once she was content with destiny,
not now. so strange,

once upon a time somehow has moved;
is gone, despite
that neither new arrangement has improved
upon delight.

now, once more they two live all alone.
the loss deferred;
silver drawn out of the very stone,
but dross preferred.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Original Unknown Girl 31 October 2006

Understand the sentiment here Moon, all too well! Great read! HG: -) xx

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