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With arms of oak, so strong and worn,
I've held a lifetime, night and morn.
A creaky sigh, a gentle sway,
I rock the young, I rock the gray.
I've cradled dreams and lullabies,
Seen tearful eyes and happy sighs.
A confidante in hushed tones low,
Secrets whispered, soft and slow.
Through winter's chill and summer's heat,
I've offered solace, calm, and retreat.
A haven worn, a steady beat,
The rhythm of hearts, soft and sweet.
About the Creator
Buzu
Verses sculpted from the heart, I'm a poet navigating emotions with ink-stained fingertips. Crafting tales that dance between reality and dreams, my words paint a symphony of feelings in the canvas of life. 📜✨ #PoetLife #Wordsmith
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