Heart of Greenspolis


Back in the Heart of XVIII Greenspolis
A few months after Winter in the Greens fell
A fair yellowish brown damsel in the mid summer clime
Out and about before the silence of the twelve chimes

Spoke of a yesteryear when
A tragic inferno an Hour and half
After mid-night Ben Struck
Burnt a lived in Cenotaph

In which families friends and kinship
Converged to pass times of recreation
Times of exertion times of Rest
Times lathering eating times at the Hearth

In which sadly three scores and a dozen
Died and left us sorry denizens
Are we Truely
Who is.....would we

Who is to say that one cannot mourn enough
For a lost loved one.

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