Who Will

On solid familiar fertile ground My humbled set of feet stand I work diligently avoiding demand Total Independence, I tried and found Trials and problems, I did mount Indeed like a boxer, I pound and been pound A fight not in ring but on land There are teardrops in my eyes There are laughter and smiles you saw There are shoutouts I said in law There are memories I leave raw Who will come to cherish these? Who will come to pass these? Who will come and do the same? Not for money, power or fame By: olive_eloi 12:05 pm 01/13/2014 ---------+-+-++++--»»» -------------***Hope you can check my personal blog as well: http://myblossomingthoughts.blogspot.com/... Thank you so much for reading my composition… God bless us always….. >> Olive Eloisa ?