Along her distressed child
Along with her distressed child,
she became remorse and dilapidated,
For long
days and hours, her kid is sick,
Starving day and night without sleep.
Her eyes are red, face indicates remorse,
Jostled for sympathy, affection and adoration,
Not a single rest gracefully set to the fore,
To bequeath reticence and spirit related to score,
For brushwood worship, purity and verve of mind,
And to cure forthwith and ensure heritage.
Along with fall, safe to sanctify her home and hearth,
Like lacklustre and stock still allied in dearth,
For a clear beginning to regain and develop her life,
Nix the issue of morals, ideals, love and sacrifice,
Her point in time to enable her range to glow,
To motivate carefulness to tenderly show,
The providence of hunting amid of golden age,
Where the rash and lurk move along entourage.
To epitomise honour, the ribbons of ruby and jade
To puff our soil to match sanctity and love-arcade,
To cross the bar to budge with the beauties of truth,
For stillness and pleasure, by never-ending its growth.
Her eyes are red, face indicates remorse,
Jostled for sympathy, affection and adoration,
Not a single rest gracefully set to the fore,
To bequeath reticence and spirit related to score,
For brushwood worship, purity and verve of mind,
And to cure forthwith and ensure heritage.
Along with fall, safe to sanctify her home and hearth,
Like lacklustre and stock still allied in dearth,
For a clear beginning to regain and develop her life,
Nix the issue of morals, ideals, love and sacrifice,
Her point in time to enable her range to glow,
To motivate carefulness to tenderly show,
The providence of hunting amid of golden age,
Where the rash and lurk move along entourage.
To epitomise honour, the ribbons of ruby and jade
To puff our soil to match sanctity and love-arcade,
To cross the bar to budge with the beauties of truth,
For stillness and pleasure, by never-ending its growth.
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