Sweet Surrender
I won't surrender, I came from nature,
She led me through my adult life,
Like silkworm silk spun to a filature.
Showing me how to wrongs denature
So sadly failing, for hate and war is rife!
Although still focused, my mind is ailing,
Full of compassion but o so very tender.
Like on stormy oceans, rough, rough sailing.
My mind focused, my strength badly failing.
So close to my final sweet surrender!
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04/15/18
Rhyme Time 2 - Poetry Contest, sponsored by Laura Loo
Copyright © Mick Talbot | Year Posted 2018
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