Oh, Brother Poem by Liane Cydel Imperial
Oh, Brother
My brother, my love
You can be free as a dove
But see for your cove
Had you not looked well
To the eagles' cove you fell?
Didn't you hear the bell?
Before long it rang
It always come for a warn
Perhaps you didn't mind.
You've grown anyway
You must choose which of the way
Crossroads and away
Always be careful
Take your road so beautiful
End your days of fool.
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4/18/2024 11:16:54 PM # 1.0.0.1119
An skilful kind of poem. Entirely Great