There are things which have no resolve,
Guilt and pain most often involved;
Wishing for peace, hoping for love,
Regret casts a shade most dire.
Courage and strength must acquire,
Those qualities sent from above;
For anguished we argue in vain,
So often resolve not attained.
Copyright © deb radke | Year Posted 2018
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