Dearest

I surrender
go in devoted hope
your heart to drift,
a plate properly set
should the open air
cause weariness.

I cannot promise
good returned to you
remember the lessons
the way I lived,
the sun shines despite
the clouds dressing in black.

I plead you
listen to the bluebird
temper your pride,
grass only grows
in acceptable weather
being still, until brighter days.

I urge, make do
your blessings abundant
whether richer or poorer
your spirit fulfilled,
go now, your wings prepared
the journey awaits your destiny.

Advice Poetry

6 Comments Leave a comment

  1. I agree.
    “I urge, make do
    your blessings abundant
    whether richer or poorer
    your spirit fulfilled,
    go now, your wings prepared
    the journey awaits your destiny”
    Find someone to do daily you love . Life is too short my friend. A amazing poem.

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