Outcome

Posted: 14th September 2001 by Jab in Poetry

Through the night,

a peaceful scene.

Tossing and turning

Is this a dream?

 

I see your face,

a smile so bright.

A smile to me,

is my delight.

 

I will not stop,

I will not rest.

To make you happy,

will be my quest.

 

This rocky road,

I will not fear.

The result,

to love and hold you near.

 

Is well worth,

the trip I would take.

For the outcome,

and consequences to make.

 

– Outcome