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After All

all love
all years
flee dove
through tears

into jove
life seers
with hove
course ears

no shove
many fears
no glove

pure glove
real cheers
Him above

write of

devoid of
no cares
fall short of
no affairs

kind of
oh, veers
in brotherly love
like spears

ruin of
courtly love
the end of

real love
death nears
speak of

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!

  1. June 10, 2013 at 12:08 am

    in brotherly love like spears? ha….sounds about like me and my brother…nice summation in the last stanza as well, smiles…


  2. June 10, 2013 at 12:38 pm

    A kind of rhyme of devotion here that gathers itself to joyful close. k.


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