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The Bitter Spice (poem)

Updated on August 31, 2014

My son I weave a tale about a man

Someone who used his time to do his best

Who tried to always answer yes I can

Tomorrow thereā€™d be time enough to rest

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There always seemed to be a world of need

Another soul whose hands stretched out toward me

Another cry for help which I did heed

How many dreams did I help to set free

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Yet as the father reached out toward his son

He was aware of who had paid the price

So many sought his help except for one

And here it was the bitterest of spice

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My son I leave to this now full grown lad

Who turned politely said I love you dad

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    • Gypsy Rose Lee profile image

      Gypsy Rose Lee 2 years ago from Riga, Latvia

      This was really sweet and love the video.

    • CrisSp profile image

      CrisSp 2 years ago from Sky Is The Limit Adventure

      Sweetness, I say not bitter at all. :)