The Aftermath Of Knowing A Friend Couldn't
by david-hilburn
And heroes become many?
Live and let prosper...
A few in love, perhaps fewer than any
But capable at moments, of life to serve
Consider me a method in gave
Supposed chances, now subtle in hope
To these we find, a lucre to save
Persuaded by may, the first of them in forth...
Welling heed
To accept the tone of a voice
With the forces we know, live for our need
To these we condone, a new many with choice
Time in its long run, has seen our problems
Safety of a known care, to alleviate a keeping soul
With these powers, and purpose to understate a whim
The craving of joy, is itself, for those that know why marvels grow old
Sense made, season attested
Can our worth's and lasts of what opinion will, with
Be together in fame and fashion, as if a character blessed?
With but a stoney kiss, the dreams we fate for another, have is...