In poetry's fond verse we save
All matters of the heart,
Our thoughts that may be sweet or grave,
With which we'd hate to part.
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Loved the first stanza. Flowed well from beginning to end.
Road signs, in fact to joy, Our God's reforming animus, Love's armor for schoolboy. Wonderful poem shared on really. Nice one.
Through pain, we learn many lessons which are road maps to joy! In a way pain is purgative and equally redemptive! A great write!