Whether

Hold it together,
It wouldn't be forever,
And anyway,
Birds of a feather,
Flock together,
But I'm at the end of my tether,
Worried that not-forever,
Could be never,
I know it's not clever,
To wonder what if or whether,
As she is to me,
What lace is to leather,
This bond I should sever,
And accept the never,
But on days when the weather,
Is cold and the heather,
On the moors is wet, I'll wonder,
Whether

Hi katie13, first of all, congratulations, because I love poems in rhymes, and this is hard to find nowdays, other thing I noticed, somethimes, when the sounds repeat the same at the end of each line is dificult to make it no repetitive, but I think that you did a great job here, because your poem can be enjoyed and don´t tires the ears, it sounds so good, Thank you for transmit this feelings in our hearts. Go on always.

Thanks This idea was a bit of a challenge but I think it kinda worked.

Of course it worked very well it´s a explendid job, continue ahead.