Prosper shall not naught but valiance,
of valiance is naught left to swear.
I dreamt of might but dreams are dalliance
of great hearts and death they bear.
I hoped perchance but days ago
to promise thee the endless sun,
but left at side is naught such so
thus valiance is all but undone.
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Great. Your words always have so much weight. That’s the beauty of your lines. Keep writing !!!
I thank you Miss Palwasha, for your compliments and your support.
Thank you for this beautiful and touching poem, your talent is a gift from above and you’re very generous to share it to the world.
Best wishes,
Carissa
Your kindness humbles me Miss Carissa.