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No Tears For Me

Stare not at tongues of flame and cry.
I do not burn nor did I die.
I am the blessed breeze that blows
The precious pearl that holds its glows;
I am the sunshine on fresh fruits
The spring of youth that sprouts new shoots;
And when you rise to kiss the dawn
I am the life that sparks your spawn;
I am the dove on wings of light
I am the Dog Star guarding night.
Stare not at tongues of flame and grieve;
I do not burn nor did I leave.

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Comments (3)

Great piece depicting great self-confidence. The message, the metre and rhyme scheme were carried through and through. Rating: 10
Lovely structure of words with good form and music. Appreciated. Richard
A beautiful poem, Robert. Thanks for sharing