I would be remiss to ommit
the stars allocated at the start
tall tales from error to embrace
household memories cherished
in time of need ember to fuel detail
in the path untouched ahead.
to kisses and warm words we rush
heaven must be composed of gifts
shifting sand that defeats war and brings peace
to the safety of shore:
I would dare imagine this is the easy bit
once beneath the salute we must act
kindness can smoother and change
a poison chalice develops resistance
should one survive the ordeal or be donzo.
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