No mountain is forever built.
Flowers bloom then they wilt,
nature's forces wear them down,
forever lost and never found.
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From the introductory idea till the culmination in the end, your composition is measured by all line & length...good poetry with a result in our hand: A heart must act or never win. Inertia is the greatest sin!
I love this poem, you have to do something to make life work Thanks