– Hossein Zare
I hauled myself along the road
With sharp turns and typhoons I rowed
Some snarling dogs along the way
In my mind, I saw and not stray
Stand tall, arms swinging in both sides as I strode
Other ways remained far apart
Some scars left doing my part
As I put down roots, trunk shoots up
Big or small, I have to getup
Challenge or hindrance, I don’t mind to restart*
(c) ladyleemanila 2018
* The Florette (Form No. 2)
For: Photo Challenge #204, Wordle 341 Mar 3 by brenda warren
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Lovely response Lady Lee.
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thank you, Michael 🙂
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I always enjoy the quasi-limerick rhyme form.
Trunk not wanted!
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thank you, colonialist 🙂
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