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Note: Under 1 hour, this is my original poem, rewritten and applied to this picture. I liked the imagery inspired by the picture, and I thought it would fit well.



Ageless Bound

Though we are bound to the twist of fate,
Mark not this sad and sullen state,
Through the hourglass the time flies,
And true beauty is found in goodbyes.

A tale of two young lovers caught in time,
Words fail to do justice in this rhyme,
Romance foretold by stars in the skies,
Their hearts intwined until their demise.

Lovers and companions till the end,
Hearts open to foe and friend,
Still their love continued to rise,
Surpassing even fortunes by the wise.

Her life's story still remains untold,
And she was a beauty to behold,
He was a soldier of some acclaim,
though years had passed and he was lame.

But their path was wrought with woe,
Endless love cut short by sorrow,
War reigns down from the skies,
And death comes in such a guise.

Seek the girl buried in her auburn hair,
Hands outstretched in a silent prayer,
Unwilling muse with tear-filled eyes,
A quiet despiration in her cries.

Now tis been many years ago,
A reluctant smile she may show,
Her broken heart's whims I can only surmise,
And my part here I must apprise,

Thus with the tale I've told,
It transcends the young and old,
For I have myself to blame,
For I am time, and his time came.