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Unsung Heroes
The fate of morning is brewing
By the grace of their mighty brain
For their wisdom is a blessing
Even though they ache in pain
Sleepless nights are often calling
They can't refuse the call of dawn
The grace of their charm could be falling
But they must cause the seeds to spawn
Unsung heroes, they must be
They are as great as a starlight
They turn the wheels of destiny
So tomorrow can be bright
Like a flower, frail and tender
They must be poured with care and esteem
For if they're gone, the world will wander
Like a child caught in swirling stream
October 4, 2022
2022 Poetry Marathon Mile 16 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Mark Toney
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Roger Roger
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