Too Late

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Just thinking....bout stuff.

Too Late

A desperate girl
runs through the night
Towards a small house
just in sight.

Her feet trample
through leafy wood
And the girl is hoping
for something good.

Better than
the news she received
Of dashed hopes and
broken dreams

She sees the house...

and yellow tape
Now a crime scene

she came too late.

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When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

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