by Don Two
Think where man’s glory.
This is the feeling satisfaction lent,
honest for the heart a friendship so rich.
I see where man’s glory starts and ends, I
now know it is magnificence for man,
keepsake evermore, grand and awesome spark.
Wherein the friendship comes by which we sow,
hours pass with satisfaction thorough.
Energy within, the sense of real love,
remaining until life’s no more astir,
engaging grins inside to fully sate.
Music-like is friendship’s lasting rhythm;
allegro beat within the cosmic sea.
Nature’s wave, evolved fraternal siren;
so long fulfilled will never go amiss.
Gains for us the treasure trove of bonding,
like energy within the core of Sol.
Oh how steadfast does a heart latch onto,
reacting to the joy with grateful tear—
yesterday a filling friendship story.
“Think Where Man’s Glory”
Writer’s Cramp Winner