Long Live the King

Another poem for my latest work. Sureshot the King. Publishing soon.

Countless water drops form a sea

How many grains of sand make a beach?

Dense the forest is with mighty trees

Yet with so many is their one unique?

Or the rocks that line a river bed?

Like endless graves that mark the dead

Stars that fill a dark night sky

They look so similar to my eye

Lives are lived and yet are always lost

Warm summer days give way to winter frost

Those we loved remain just in thought

They joy we shared and our battles fought

Still across the land we often sing

About the honor, legend of a king

Most will die and in dirt remain

A few live on as immortal sovereign

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