The Ninth Hour’s Cry

Ruminations in Boarding Pressure- I

Waited for ages, the day has come,

Monotonous embers , your fading plight;

Another step , the pain will numb,

Push once more, and through the fight;

And in vain, I try my lead,

Receding sunshine; now it’s night;

Emphatic epiphany, the soul is freed,

Your smiling tears; my first sight;

Who ever said, giving birth was delight.

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