The beauty of the sun they say is at sunset
This calm evening, I strolled up a plateau near my house
Looking far into the western horizon
I ponder about life which is but a battlefield
Soldiers at war we are,
Up for a tiring mission
Off we started with high hopes and great expectations
With a sole aim-To conquer .
We toiled all day,
Dawn till noon
Fearing not the scorching sun
Even till the starry twilight
We laboured
The battle so hard
Limbs became weak but the heart willing
And later the heart became wearied but the limbs willing
We struggled along with heavy eyes
When there is no peril in strive
There is no glory in thrive- We resolved
By and by the battle ended
And here we are, rejoicing
For we have returned with the crown.
Dedicated to all steemians who toil day and night, burning the midnight candle to ensure the growth of steemit.
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