Venus
I looked at Mars this evening
His face was stern and cold
With a menaced voice so mean and gruff
And words both firm and bold
He spends his days in conflict
At night he counts his gold
And all his life he dealt with strife
His world to be controlled
But Venus smiled as I went by
She lives each day in bliss
Singing heartfelt melodies
Of a life spent in remiss
Francis J Grasso 2021.07.21
Copyright © Francis J Grasso | Year Posted 2021
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