Not My Will

Loneliness I’m feeling,
Longing to be with you.
Time moves far too slowly.
Oh, how much I miss you!
Sorrow sends me reeling.

Sorrow sends me reeling,
Yet I persevere,
Bearing long with patience
Reasons now unclear,
In due time revealing.

Copyright © 2018 Abigail Gronway – All Rights Reserved

Pirouette — a 10-line poem (decastich) with a turning point halfway through
Syllabic structure: 6 syllables in every line
Lines 5 and 6 are the same; line 6 is the pivotal point of the poem.
Rhyme is optional.

Rhyme scheme for this one: abcba adcda

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