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  • Death
    • PoeticMind
    • I Reflect from light......SO think of me as a----> S-T-A-R!

    Anonymous

    TIME IS OF AN ESSENCE FOR ONE LAST CHANCE,
    "LIFE" IS EVER-LOVING BUT GONE IN ADAVANCE..

    MISSSING YOU WILL BE UNBEARABLE; SO I'LL PRAY WITH MY HANDS,
    WITH GOD "ABOVE THE SKY" NOW YOU ARE HIS PLANS...

    MY EYES CAN NO LONGER HIDE BECAUSE..... FOR THAT ONE LAST CHANCE...
    ME EYES HAD "MISSED THE SKY" ... FOR THAT ONE "LAST GLANCE."
    R.I.P. COUSIN JARRED

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    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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