My first poem – form: Pantoum

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The Beginning

She’d made bad choices with men.
A first marriage that left her battered emotionally.
He’d seen battles too – too horrific and suppressed for so long.
Unlikely that they would find in each other a soul mate.

A first marriage that left her battered emotionally.
Not feeling deserving of love or making a meaningful connection.
He’d seen battles too – too horrific and suppressed for so long.
He saw in her a kindred spirit, wounded in her own way.

Not feeling deserving of love or making a meaningful connection.
Having an open heart was so necessary and yet, could they?
He saw in her a kindred spirit, wounded in her own way.
He took a chance. “I’ll try” he thought, “just try”.

Having an open heart was so necessary and yet, could they?
He’d seen battles too – too horrific and suppressed for so long.
He took a chance. “I’ll try” he thought, “just try”.
She’d made bad choices with men.

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