For this week’s One Shot Wednesday, I’m bringing back an old piece of mine, posted in those days before anyone realized my humble little blog even existed (seriously – five views a day? Ouch!). A touch of nostalgia, perhaps, but one I’ll occasionally partake in…I do like to give any work the chance to shine, new or old.
A rhyming piece (hence how you may be able to tell its older nature…given the trend I’ve been caught by for many long months), with something of an older sound to it, I think it nevertheless reflects a feeling I myself have felt many times over…So without further adieu, I give you “Only One.” Enjoy:
Twenty thousand souls abreast
may call me yet the heaven’s blest.
Midst twenty thousand strong
I say that life may yet be wrong,
but to be seen by one amidst the throng
is yet to know that I belong.
What darkest eyes may set awry,
that single smile may yet supply
in heart and mind my dear ally
but for that sigh, that cruel goodbye.
Give to me that Crown—
right quick, before I drown.