'I watched from afar as you held her hand,
As a true smile, your face finally had,
Your story of love, truly ever grand,
One I read with my heart blue and sad.
I knew then that the race I had lost,
I knew then, from me, love had been taken,
Melted away, like brittle, fragile frost,
And died, as in war, various soldier men.
I gave up the race for you, brother dear,
Discarded my love for your lasting joy,
Cast away my heart, that your bliss be here,
Bliss you dreamed of as a wee little boy.
Yet in my heart, a strange peacefulness,
My concession brought you both happiness.
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Beautiful portrayal of love as a voyage of pure bliss - a mighty spiritual experience that affects all and sundry profoundly. An insightful depiction of selfless compromise made in order to foster the happiness of a union made in heaven. Lovely poem nicely brought forth in good rhyme scheme with conviction. Thanks for sharing Franchesca.
Thank you!