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Sweet thing so worthy
To wear the crown
And bear the sorrow
That power brings
You are here chosen
From all around
To witness tomorrows
Where heaven sings
And all your pains
And all your pains
Are offered up
As lesser things
Sweet child so pretty
As adult bloom
And serve your country
With sacrifice
You are the chosen
Within the room
To birth tomorrows
Of fire and ice
And all you give
And all you give
Is taken once, and twice
And thrice
(c. ) Helen Valentina 2018
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“To birth tomorrows of fire and ice…” powerful writing, Helen. Thank you for sharing your poem with us. ♥
Thanks so much Gwen! 🙂
I echo Gwen’s thoughts, Helen. Wonderful poem.
Thanks John! 🙂