Notes About The Poem
The mystery is what has the 
brow furrowed?
Furrowed Brow
'Pon my brow furrowed lines of great care
Out on the porch in torment went
Pain and agony of soul
Refreshed now with morn's cold
Peace, tranquility
Flows 'or me for
Creation's
Blessings
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