Thursday, July 26, 2012


What we love and praise,
Hope and fear,
Measures our days.

Should rule start in the heart?
Governed by divine,
Memories colored,
Dim or do they shine?

If fallen low,
The statue still stood,
Though slashed,
Bright the canvas shown.

Was it not a measure of parts?
Relief on the tomb,
I was here,
Loved life given.

A fight for the day,
Victory in rest,
Guide to greatness,
Our simple sentiment. 

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