Just Rest
A day of rest must be given its due
For in it, clarity will come shinning through
Another creation can began anew
Tear drops wash across my face
When I think of all you do
So much hard work
Shirk no duty, no chore left untouched
You have finished so much
And for this, today I shall make lunch
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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