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Growing Pains
A NEW DAY
At Sunrise
As one, with joy, were structures built
As one, with excitement, were they decked and filled
As one, with pride, was herald the feat
As one, with cheer, was cried "look, see!"
By Mid-morning
They came, they looked, they saw
Some smiled with respect, some gazed with awe
Some criticized, Some offered advice,
And a few empty souls came just to pick fights
By Noon
Weary builders began to bristle
Labor bound unity began to fizzle
Once brushed aside remarks snide or cruel
Became stockpiles of volatile fuel
By Mid-Afternoon
The first fires were started
Anger flared, envy blazed, and hatred cavorted
Builders and guests alike came with stones in their fist
Unchecked burned the flames while they sought arsonists
By Sunset
There was little untouched by the flames
The fuel aplenty was fed to the blaze
In horror some looked on and whispered of doom
While others wept watching what they'd built, consumed
By Midnight
Charred blackness was everywhere
Choked and saddened some fought to clear the air
Some left, some waited, some wept, some hid
All waited for first light and final bids
At Sunrise
Small bands assembled in the rubble
Through the night much was learned of true hearts in small huddles
Scarred and battle tempered, not a one stood alone
As resolute were strengthened hearts to preserve
Their Homestone
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