And again
Elisson was more than equal to the challenge, and returned a piece of his- probably- finest work.
Let’s see if I can compete.
With sweat, privation, pain, and toil
I planted freedom in this soil
For comfort’s sake men did reject me
But faith and strength can ressurect me.
an epitaph for western civilization.
Your turn, Eli’s Son. Well played, indeed, well played.
A brilliant riposte, Og. And thank you for the compliment.
Since it’s Mother’s day, the topic almost suggests itself. The form? Whatever tickles your fancy.
Good verse, Og. I like the sentiment.