A passing word in verse be heard,
of life seek your reward.
Please understand, that every man
can wield a mighty sword.
Cry those tears, release your fears,
on each the rain must fall.
What can be lost, undue remorse,
tomorrow won't recall.
Ink has dried, eyes have cried,
another dawn awaits.
You must cope, don't lose hope,
mercy seals your fate.
In sweet refrain, that which remains,
is sought on common ground.
All that's told, can not behold,
a view if it's not sound.
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This is inspirational. I especially enjoyed the first stanza. Reminds me of how folks say You can be anything you want to be. Love and Hugs,
Sheila
and it was well worth reading!
best wishes
Kay.
Reindeer
wonderfully written poetry ...
Elga
Cry those tears, release your fears,
on each the rain must fall.
What can be lost, undue remorse,
tomorrow won't recall.
Ink has dried, eyes have cried,
another dawn awaits.
You must cope, don't lose hope,
mercy seals your fate.
Thought provoking ... Mercy seals your fate.. I hope so!!! Great write poet!
others have commented, sadly lacking in the world.
This was a lovely write, Paul.
Your rhyme and meter is such a pleasure to read!
a beautiful, wise work you've shared with us this morning--thank you, a pleasure to read.
(((HUGS))) and love, karla. :)
Sandie May Angel :o)
Love Tinka
Inspiring and uplifting. Thanks, Paul.
Excellently uplifting...