Bride to Be (part four)

Posted by ractrose on 21 Oct 2019 in Art, Poems

      Bride to BeĀ  (four)   But you say a riddle. Well, I know but little, I am ashamed I have seen twenty winters, nearly…and My father and my brothers buried Where I cannot pray upon their tomb Lady Tamarilde, how…? His ways grew with these falterings Dear to me, confiding and unsure […]