A Deadly Hit

She failed to make it It did hurt and deadly hit I knew she will come I was ready to welcome It was her desire She wanted something to acquire It was not at all expected She had high regards and respected I wanted her not to weep Consoled her all the time to keep Clam posture with no concern It can be any body’s turn I heard her woes and felt sorry She was passing time with great worry She had all the way kept thinking Unfortunately she was out for sinking What was I expected to do? Alley the fears and attempt to woo One should always stand by in crisis This should be words of promises