Caleb Wiggins Poems

If the road is well trodden, you follow a set path, then you are a follower. If it is smooth, you are your own self, then you are a Leader.
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I write to you, this valentine to ask you to be mine, I remember before the war, when we spent the spring next, to the humble Rhine. Where we drank the German wine, and laughed the days away, without a single fine, singing “love is not a crime”.
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Tis love that stands the test
Death that tests the heart
And war that tears the heart but also,
Breaks the soul of his love he left
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Nothing compared to a summer night.
Nothing compared to the winter snow
Nothing compared to the leaves of fall
Nothing compared to the smell of roses
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Fate in a word struck in stone. A word in a world that denies all in spite, that we see this fate with our very own eyes. How many more nights will we choose to fight, when the end is nigh and we are moved by fright the unmovable stone called Fate
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