Hold on, My FriendA Poem by Wisdoms CollectorI've always known you very wise and brave. A free young man, and never someone's slave.
That glister in your eyes is strange to me Your face is like a new and honest dawn You wipe humiliation from your cheeks And head to glory walking all alone
I say: the road to glory's very steep You say: that's true once you give in to sleep
You take my hand and fill my heart with pride I find myself with nothing else to hide © 2010 Wisdoms Collector |
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Added on January 19, 2010 Last Updated on January 19, 2010 AuthorWisdoms CollectorHawalli, KuwaitAboutA student in the American University of Kuwait. more..Writing
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