I don't know if the sun
Will rise next morn
If swinging in cold wind a
New flower will born
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And then the end Will be upon me My final breath To set me free Your poem was a joy to read although the subject matter was rather sad, the flow and rhythm of the rhymes were beautiful.
A sorrow always stay to the end but its very tiny and enjoyment for life line.
You are right Sujay. Thanks for giving time to my poem and commenting.