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Scabbard

Clouds were balanced over an abode of light 
A wounded warrior draws from the scabbard within
to find reserve for the night of day 
How can the darkness linger? 
When the sword of the spirit is reborn...
I cherish the good days of old 
I have survived unkind days of defeat
If tomorrow comes for me
 .......I have embraced my many years
as my sword within disappears .....

With love, ~Pattyb