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Oh, Hungry Suitors

May 28, 2013
By Matt Winton BRONZE, Hendersonville, Tennessee
Matt Winton BRONZE, Hendersonville, Tennessee
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Oh, hungry suitors,
Do you ever grow weary?
Your half-spirited eyes tire
With every unfulfilled query
Shatter the panes of your mind's confinement
Cast out and burn all the false hopes and the letters yet sent
Fly like a sparrow to the Sun's grand rays
To live in wonder for the remainder of days
Peer upon the violets, roses, and tulips
Whisper softly to yourself, "You are not my eclipse."


The author's comments:
For those who fret about relationships.

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