Yellow Ribbon
Tied to the bedroom door, a yellow ribbon
His heart skipped, throbbing in hyper speed
As the nervous thrill of anticipation
Overcame him completely, yes indeed!
For there it is, in unblushing fashion
So dazzling that one’s eyes must heed
He’s prayed, and at last reconciliation!
From the stars above, love again decreed
© F Aparici 10/27/2016
"If I don't see a ribbon round the ole oak tree
I'll stay on the bus, forget about us, put the blame on me"
This is the first in a series of poems I will write about forgiveness and reconciliation. This poem tells the story of a lover in ecstacy knowing his beloved has finally forgiven him.
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