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Hello! Welcome back to Weekly Poems . Remember that my poems are original works and cannot be copied under law ✨. The Lands of Hate and Woe Flying above the cold dark lands, Is hope shining inexorably, Fair and winsome, bright and sweet, Is one who breaks the worldly line. Graceful colours red and blue, O’er the lands of hate and woe, Beauteous and shining light, Orbs of hope, how short so ever. Infallible in thought and ways, Perfect at the eyes full glance, The darkness fades, and colour comes, Not a flaw to be perceived. ©️ 2023 Bleys Robertson

Hello folks! Today's post is the first instalment of Weekly Poems , a weekly series of posts showcasing my poetic works. Remember that my poems are original works and cannot be copied under law 😎. That Old Hawthorn Tree Oh, by that old hawthorn tree, Does freedom reign and liberty live, Oh, how great is the land of the free, Where kindness prospers and people give. The wicked ways, the roughest stream, Do not taint the great reflection, The coldest day, the worst dream, The purity calls from the section. ©️ 2023 Bleys Robertson