Hold Tight, Earth Spins Faster After Thou Art Born
Hold tight, earth spins faster after thou art born
and its days grip deeper into thy new soul.
Forever thy spirit's newfound loves will be torn
and each day's journey takes even a greater toll.
Nights thee rests under fair moon's beckoning glow
seeking to recant follies from past actions.
May thy path lead thee to truly, truly this know
fight cruelty with kind acts, as best reactions.
When found, thy love-heart has wandered far astray
retrace steps, ask for light to much better see.
Hold as a rock in each dark and horrific fray
for by doing so, lasting wisdom comes to thee.
When dark, evil thoughts thy mind dares to invade
Your soul depends on this, never ever thee trade.
Robert J. Lindley, 1-02-2017
Sonnet, Lin 11/12
Syllables Per Line: 11 11 12 12 0 11 11 12 12 0 11 11 12 12 0 12 12
Total # Syllables: 162
Total # Words: 122
Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2017
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