After All
all love
all years
flee dove
through tears
into jove
life seers
with hove
course ears
no shove
many fears
no glove
overhears
pure glove
real cheers
Him above
appears
belove
adheres
write of
spheres
devoid of
no cares
fall short of
no affairs
kind of
oh, veers
in brotherly love
like spears
ruin of
interferes
courtly love
the end of
real love
death nears
speak of
steers
brotherly love
she sneers
in awe of
his love peers
impatient of
who she reveres
deprived of his love
knowing among heirs
all His love
all He cares
all The Dove
all compares!
in brotherly love like spears? ha….sounds about like me and my brother…nice summation in the last stanza as well, smiles…
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A kind of rhyme of devotion here that gathers itself to joyful close. k.
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