Weather worn
and time beaten
Indebted to
Mother Nature’s curse.
You come
forth.
In your
deepest hidden valleys lie the tears and laughter of so many memories.
Some of
which have been forgotten.
You come
forth.
Like so many
others before
That fought
the creeping dawning.
You come
forth.
Worn as a
badge of Honor
You come
forth.
Poem by Angel Ernst**
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