Many years have come and gone
Since the day we said, “I do.”
Years have taught us both the same:
That we didn’t have a clue.
When we spoke those solemn vows,
Both forever to be true,
You most certainly did not
Well know me, nor I know you.
Now the mask is cast aside
And the face comes into view.
If we had it to do o’er,
Would you still repeat, “I do”?
I, for one, say “Yes, I would,”
For you are worth all the ado.
“Would You Marry Me Again?” © 2017 Abigail Gronway – All Rights Reserved
Monorhyme; sonnet-like in appearance (French or Italian stanza), but does not follow any prescribed rhyme scheme or line length.
Rhyme scheme: xaxaxaxaxaxaxa