Our Sin
So
young—in love
we
couldn’t wait.
Can’t
we start over?
No,
it’s too late.
Carefree
and gay
my
love he did win.
But
love is lost
on
account of our Sin.
Life
now is meaningless
my
joys are gone.
So
many battles fought, though
yet
none have I won.
I
pray to God
to
give me strength,
so
this duration of time
will
shorten in length.
Forgetting
his face
will
take awhile.
My
tears I shall hide~
on
my face, a smile.
There
is a way
look
to a new day.
Copyright © 1970 Amy L. Allison
Age 16
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