“Son” a poem by Gwen E Campbell

Look not a dawn for the bright new moon

Nor for fulfillment of dreams too soon.


Look not a twilight for the rising sun,

Nor end a job before it’s done.


Many a path there goes a-winding

Hard is the search before the finding.


Many a sign will promise fame;

Many a tear will bear your name.


Search not for false Gods’ shining

Make not your goal the silver lining.


But keep steady your foot upon the path

And waver not at demon’s wrath.


For courage is a sharper blade

Than fear and evil ever made.


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