08:11 12 April in Rhyme

An up and coming
gun for hire
found a forest
in a fire
a resting place
with smoky sides
where unexpected
worlds collide

the soldier stood
with frowning mind
this place was of
the strangest kind
how could these trees
stand proud but still
the fire fumed
equipped to kill?

and then
it dawned
like light on day:
perhaps there is
a different way
where feuding forces can exist
without that final fatal twist

this story
is a rumour
its principles ain’t new
on earth is found
despite all odds
a rest that’s tried and true.

Volgende Inskrywing
Vorige Inskrywing
Mia Smit

Mia Smit
  • 08:14h, 12 April Reply

    Asembenemend mooi Mia. Baie dankie. Een vir herkou. Dis pragtig.
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  • Mamma 16:11h, 12 April Reply


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