Oh Dear One
Oh dear one, for many years we have hurt and hugged.
Brought up the spears of contention and have been mugged.
Could I have been the one to compose your sorrow?
I guess time will tell when we reach that tomorrow.
The premise was so impressively constructed.
Yet like a streetcar that was poorly conducted.
Placed upon a pedestal that was bound to fall.
Oh dear one, how I long for thy spirit to call!
date:1/10/23
Copyright © Meru Groen | Year Posted 2023
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