One tear lost,

Another remade,

A new life born,

An older reclaimed,

From old to young to be replayed,

Says mother to son, "Do as you're bade."

Son grows older,

Turns into man,

Man grows stronger, 

Takes his own life to hand,

Then death doubts the flame,

But we are not swayed,

For every tear lost,

There's another remade.

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Jason Bayliss

Tue 22nd Jan 2019 11:20

And once again, thank you. It's deeply appreciated ?

Big Sal

Tue 22nd Jan 2019 02:44

You hold rhythms extremely well with the syllable counts and cadences.

Some great pieces you have.?

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