Chaarzarul Rockett (Baton Rouge, Louisiana)
Beneath The Shade
Love is a burden which seems light,
But shows it's weight when one takes flight.
It burns without fire
And gives strength without might.
Love cares when hope is gone
And finds the right in whatever wrongs
Without words it is wise
And in silence can sing songs.
It never dies, though it may fade.
All things great are what love made.
Like ancient broken temples
Lying deep beneath the shade.
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