My warrior, my champion, the one who oozes strength,
Where were you all those years ago when the nights were dark and dim?
You arrived when the horizons were bright and hopeful,
In the end you arrived when the time was right.
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Succinct, yet compendious work, here....Ya' wouldn't hav' o' brother goin' by th' name uv Ted, now would'ya, Lass? ! ...Neva u mind...jus' o' bad Rock N' Roll joke, iz all.... Nice Work, Tara N.! FjR