Enjoy this poem as it was written as an exercise in my poetry class
Weaken
Weaken fall, on bended knee
Thou have not surrendered ye
Physically thy legs are strong
To carry fourth, where I went wrong
Even when my bones are brittle
Beneath the cold, I sense so little
No knee bends, to beg for sorrow
Alas one thought towards tomorrow
Less I fall on bended knee
Only fools, would walk with thee
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Be always safe,
Karen