366 Poems: March 10th, 2016

Stronghold

The stage is set,

the cards are played.

Here it begins:

the big parade.

Don’t damn the sun

for sending noon.

Don’t damn the stars,

leaving too soon.

For here

our battlefield is set–

to bow our heads

and place our bets,

and find the true gifts

we have won.

.

The stronghold, my friends,

has begun.

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