Wax Poetic

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19 July, 2020 (04:05) | Wax Poetic

The first was guided by her mind

Took life by the horns until she’d find

A man that could juggle it all

Then she started to fall.

The other, quiet and bright,

Grew strong and kept her sight

On the end of the line

Crusading for one she’d call “mine”

One again, traveled far and wide

“Not lost, just exploring”, she would confide

While the one from back home

Is the one to call her own

And yet another was carried

Delivered until she was married

To the first one who’d fight

For her for the rest of his life

But I’d wish in the end

Put the lord first, and write your last verse

He’d know whose he’s got to be

He has to be him, and I hope that’s anybody but me

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