Ok, you want the truth, here it is:
The truth is that lives get lost.
Love doesn't always pay the cost.
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I like poems that rhyme, any old time Make it a habit, Mr. Black Rabbit!
This poem came just in right time for me. Thanks for sharing and made me really think it over while reading and re-reading it. 'Things we think we cannot do without. We might someday find in doubt' - special thanks for these lines. Something unique here.10 Best wishes. A.
I have an image in mind Of a different kind. A rabbit hurrying with no place to go As if Dorothy had told him so. So he's rushing too and fro With watch in hand As if he's in total command. But the truth, as we should know Is that White or Black the rabbit goes Mindlessly on a quest Of which we can only guess What the outcome will be. It'll be recorded in History. s
nice piece/ good to read, written eloquently and interestingly.