It's clear, not brave, a world to save ;
My trek shall one day end.
Can't be a slave to every knave,
this will must not offend.
Tall tales and lies, before these eyes,
bring nothing but despair.
A spirit cries, don't act surprised ;
Revenge is sought with flair.
For future's sake, make no mistake ;
I'll give until the last.
Of this I spake, life's no remake,
trod egg shells, not on glass.
You can survive, keep hope alive,
Yes, you can have it all.
With style and grace there is no place,
quite like these Hagggard's Halls.
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Very well expressed words of wisdom
Beautifully written I love the fantastic rhyme and rhythm!
And flow absolutely beautiful!
Love Peace and hugssss....Morning Star
I've eagerly been awaiting this, and I am not disappointed. You constantly breathe new life into this series with changes in the format while still staying true to its feel. Great rhyme and rhythm! -Sheila
Love,
Eileen
Be safe,
Karen
Love, Christine
Sandie May Joyce :o)
Dee
Love Tinka
You can survive, keep hope alive,
Yes, you can have it all.
An excellent write; well done.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
With style and grace there is no place, quite like these Hagggard's Halls." Very well penned my friend. The meaning is quite clear to all of us who know.
Fee