Saturday, January 15, 2022

Poem I wrote

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HERE COMES THE SUN

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If you had fears or sorrows


You could write them in a song 


To sing to golden Apollo 


He would help you be strong

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He turned away the darkness


Turning gloom to meaning and light


Crowning you with victory 


Apollo made things bright

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Fed on Ambrosia and Nectar


Apollo soon became as a man


His arrows of light went everywhere


Delphi was his plan

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His Oracle was the Pythoness


Apollo the double-edged blade


He drove away illness and shadows


He foretold events with his Shade


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