The greatest thing you'll ever know,
is to trust and have trust returned.
The descriptor is the width of span,
as life to length,
breath to blink,
a valued open link.
The blue door is an adore,
long ago a written pour,
to site a post in loving most,
the balance is reliance.
Quickly people make a call,
judge in order to watch the fall,
tougher times for other dimes,
to feel a loss in Albatross.
The ashen remains of who was whom,
I feel the years much like a Tomb,
so many lives lost too soon,
'cause people paraded only doom.
The shadow of the echoing,
dedicated for the cost,
yet it's not stopped the shook are cropped,
beaten for the talk.