Truth
TRUTH
dove, it never was of peace, of dryland found.
shove, some need it to get them off the mark.
love, affection for whatever; each other, sound.
above all be one's self so don't live in the dark.
dark, beware, or you can share it with a lover.
park up, nay, an arboretum, trees can be fun.
shark; man-eaters, no, a new food discovered.
hark! the call of natures spring, new life begun!
Copyright © Mick Talbot | Year Posted 2018
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