All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost;
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by the frost.
From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
A light from the shadows shall spring;
Renewed shall be blade that was broken,
The crownless again shall be king.
John Ronald Reuel Tolkien
All bad things come to a end,
Not everything lasts forever;
The wounds shall heal, and hearts will mend,
Deep thoughts will eventually come together.
From a distance it may seem a lifetime
A road too long to take;
Renewed steps taken one at a time.
The bad will soon fade away.
Title: All bad things come to an end
Style of poem: Model Poem
Inspiration: How nothing lasts forever, so you shouldn't worry.
I really like how you changed the poem. Your version is better than the original :)
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I like how your poem has a stronger message than the other poem, your wording is better than his.
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