
Long yesterdays, where giants walked Shadow world, unwanted guests to fight When all hope laid their armour down You thirst while others wear the crown. Get up, fight, the day might win To find your feet on ancient ground. Fear lives not where it is found Look behind to break new ground To say, I walked with giants yesterday... ©AnitaDawes2022
This is so wonderfully epic in feel. Great poem, Anita.
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Thank you Diana… Anita’s poems never fail to amaze me…
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