(last poem for the day b4 I hit the showers)

In an instant where there was darkness the lights prevail~

Yet in another instant the mistress of agony removes her foggy veil

In round about cycles gone stale, but the wheel will always turn~

Be it I never feel the burn then be it that the lessons never will I learn

So I lose not what I hath earned, in a perfect world imperfection reigns supreme~

The child which is a mothers self esteem, save that which is also the lack of time for personal things

And a fathers chance to be a new being, know the bad always comes alongside the good~

Do nothing of what you could but what you should, this is life and life is what you take of it....

WOW!! Very nice and soo sooo true.... Have a great day!!