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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=425843" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Reflections: Bridal Reign Or Bridle Rein?</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Mirror, tell us mortals all<br>Is it Bride before fast fall? <br>Revelation of defeat? <br>Resplendent triumph? Joy complete? <br>Or hooded warning naught can stall<br>Recalling Chance consumes conceit? <br> <br>Mirrored hand from sable shawl<br>Isolating wherewithal<br>Regretting wrinkles, tease or cheat.<br>Room for no groom when scythe's tithe treat<br>Outplays Hope's hand and trumps heart's call, <br>Refusing wedding band replete.<br> <br>Mirrored lily blank receipt<br>In time to come when Time's dumb beat<br>Retrieves blanched gifts, lifts veil on pall<br>Returning dust to dust, recall<br>Of pregnant promise, harvest wheat<br>Rich Death's drought withered, seedless, small. <br> <br>Mirrored grasp, last gasp, catchall<br>Icing dreams that once stood tall, <br>Rescinding promises pure, sweet, <br>Refusing prayers that children greet: <br>One wonders why life's mortal thrall<br>Runs out untimely, doom must meet.<br> <br>Mirrored fingers grace-girl maul, <br>Intensely grip with gruesome gall, <br>Respite ungranted, paraclete<br>Regretfully cannot compete <br>Or face refrain of Fate's footfall<br>Retrenching humble, vain, slow, fleet.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Jonathan+Robin">Jonathan Robin</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=425843" data-title="Reflections: Bridal Reign Or Bridle Rein? de Jonathan Robin" data-description="Mirror, tell us mortals all Is it Bride before fast fall? Revelation of defeat? Resplendent triumph? Joy complete? Or hooded warning naught can stall Recalling Chance consumes conceit? Mirrored hand from sable shawl Isolating wherewithal Reg..."></div> </div> </div>
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