Goodbye To This Ivy
COMMON was it growing up from grounded poverty
Ominous was the task; that it approached with glee
Monumental; the first rung on an iron ladder would be
Making its way; climbing would not always be; sunny
Over time, this world; this way; driven to near insanity
Now, though, looking back; It has earned a legacy
It spread from post to post; life was not a gimme
Vigorously working at that point; if it died right there, no one would miss me
Years it would take; growing up life's trellis before saying goodbye to this IVY
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