Advance Fear
Your sweat vacates your brow like treacle...
...You shudder as your conscience trembles...
I stand firm...like mighty oak...
Go round me if you dare...
I stand firm like mighty oak...
In sweet silence I hold my tongue...
In time all things will be done...
I stand in wait...
I stand firm like mighty oak...
Go round me if you dare...
Copyright © Eileen R. Kelly | Year Posted 2012
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