Life's Like That: a contrapuntal poem
Verses 1 and 2
She scoops dirt around the broken sprig.
That should fix it.
Why did she ever think it would survive?
She whispered: you have to be tough little one.
The night wind was too severe
And so he had to call to break the date.
Her hopes would be shattered;
When he cancelled, he knew.
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