Memories come drifting back to me,
Blanketing with warmth from thee.
Bound by love were we.
Soon set free.
Lone.
A life of romance not meant to be,
Both of us did not agree.
Bound by love were we.
Soon set free.
Flown.
All alone today beneath this tree.
Was it that we could not see?
Bound by love were we.
Soon set free.
Blown.
~ A Triquint, a poem created by Sylvia A. Freely,
Consisting of 3 verses, 5 lines each.
Lines 3 and 4 of verse 1(Refrain) repeat in verse 2 and 3.
The syllable count for each stanza is 9,7,5,3,1
and has an aaAAb rhyme scheme.
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