Poem four 

For the weary

The Broken-hearted 

The Brave. 

For the winds and the rain 

Storms

For the giving up.

The letdown.

For the forgiving and for taking.

Pace. 

Winning the race.

For the pace that wins the race. 

Bravo. 

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About monalisasrandomthoughts

I craft people poems. I laugh out-loud. I love all things. Everything is about order. My movements are chess. Everything to me calculates. I just look like this.
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