Rhythmic Stories April 13, 2021

Sacrifices

He always knew there would be no life for himself
Caring for his father his dreams would be shelved
No dances, no dates, no staying out late
No chance of making someone else wait
Sacrifice means giving something up for another
Someone special like a father or a mother
He would never marry or pass on his name
Burdens sometimes come with no fame
Was it worth it to give your whole life
For the love of another, easing his strife
A clean conscience comes with caring and giving
So another can have a life worth living

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