“Looking at my child,
I worry of their troubles,
such an innocent.”
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Forgive (4×4)
Forgive my heart.
It beats boldly.
For you, my love;
feigned bravery.
Ant (3×3)
As an ant
we carry
more than us.
Invader (3×3)
Jealousy
can invade
unannounced.
Old (3×3)
Old age comes
with a book
of the past.
Love (3×3)
Love is here
even when
rejected.
Essential (3×3)
Essential
emotions
carry us.
