A Story of Time

Of roses and love, and stranger signs;                                                                                                   Yelling in its sound flattery defied.                                                                                                     Crossing the river, a bridge of stones                                                                                                         The water fragile, the rock did know.

Over the years its story kept;                                                                                                                   Merging the depths, a few mountains sacrificed.                                                                                   The thorns of the path had fallen back;                                                                                                     It swayed its way until the clarion call;                                                                                                   Faith, time and patience did change all.

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