To All & Sundry, or A Bit of FancyA Poem by catofjadeTo all & sundry who to me seldom reply To all who hear the distant, fateful cry To all who dare ask the dread question, Why? I will answer. I will try. To all who fall and cannot rise To all who bellow mournful cries To all who dwell in the Land of Lies, I will see beneath your disguise Into your heart, that fairest prize. To all who say it cannot be done To all who wish they had someone To all who dream of victories won I will hear you. I am the one Who will stay your tears when they have begun Who will allay your fears until there are none I beside you the race will run I will stride with you into setting sun To all who say nay to mine outstretched hand To all who dart away from things unplanned To all who badly want to understand To all who so much more of life demand, I will draw your line in the sand I will be there to help you stand To all who stay when nothing is to gain, To all who still see too much pain, To all who such faith will be insane, I will see your every doubt slain, Until all that will remain Is the confidence that o'er you shall reign. © 2013 catofjadeReviews
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4 Reviews Added on February 12, 2013 Last Updated on February 12, 2013 AuthorcatofjadeMuscatine, aka Mayberry, IAAboutA lonely soul, or a soul alone? An unknown great, or a great unknown? Do my words reveal, display, shout, or shield? With what motive do I this predilection wield? And what results will it all yie.. more..Writing
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