The Old Tower
Many ages the old tower had stood
yet once it had been the very centre
of activity to all who enter
for centuries now the weather withstood
Witness to many battles all hard fought
many feasts and weddings held in its halls
and fine chargers housed within its stalls
yet now looking back it was all for nought
Time had taken its toll, now just a shell
ravaged by weather, could it be saved?
the man stood looking and his heart craved
here in this tower he would like to dwell
Work started it was long and arduous
slowly the tower returned to glory
with the new stone brought in from the quarry
at last done it now stood victorious
my first attempt at enclosed rhyme hope I
got it right
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