Ode To One Who Is Injured Poem by Ryan C. Walker

Ode To One Who Is Injured

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Some scholars say, that the city of no compare
Is greatest in April. In the time fools find fairest,
I found it in your blondest life, an April Paris
In Autumn Fall, at the least of all, a differed share
Should they find one blonder than the sun
At your grandest, higher than your plateau'd peak
Aye, should one only wish, for more than to seek
For the roads are many, the destination is one

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(Published in Arts and Literary magazine, The Oridgeinal, of Fossil Ridge High School, under the pseudonym Estlin Weller)
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