by Judy (Wishes)
jkp@bright.net
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(Apology to Lyceus)
My pride was such
I thought your life
But a strand interwoven with mine.
Was I a god?
Or perhaps a Fate,
Spinning your life's thread,
Cruel sheers in hand?
Was it mine to decide
If your skein continued?
Or deny you your season to die?
Judy (Wishes)