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Child Of My Left Hand, Hide No More In Shadows Wide And Deep
Child Of My Left Hand, Hide No More In Shadows Wide And Deep Child of my left hand, bare not your sharp, ravenous wolf's teeth enjoy majestic bounty that Nature seeds underneath, consider earth, sun and Spring, flowering meadows that glow parade not as a jackal, hiding to deliver blows. Child of my right hand, look not at others with such contempt for none are without faults and truth is you are not exempt, consider the paradox, of what is Light without dark or Life without Love's treasures, as such is so grave and stark. Child of my left hand, hide no more in shadows wide and deep seek not dominance for such costs are always far too steep, instead reach out freely to touch eager hand on the right for there is Hope and Beauty even in darkest of nights! Child of my right hand, do not ever my left hand deny Child of my left hand, we hear now that lonesome, aching cry! Robert J. Lindley, Sonnet, ( ) Syllables Per Line:14 14 14 14 0 14 14 14 14 0 14 14 14 14 0 14 14 Total # Syllables::196 Total # Words::::::152
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