| Open Poetry #47 |
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Hartford Indemnity |
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Huan Yi Member Ascendant
since 2004-10-12
Posts 6688Waukegan
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. You find Your peace In the park A walk in space That is blank White Its ground and Leafless branches Heaped with Falls of snow It is to yourself You think A kind Of memorial Your life As it should have been And yet what Have you ever done Esthetic sufferer As could have made you A friend to that courageous man You Who sterilely wanders Apart From door to door In a world Where you And only you Would rule . |
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JL Member Ascendant
since 2004-04-01
Posts 6128Texas, USA |
"You Who sterilely wanders Apart From door to door In a world Where you And only you Would rule" Nice write. Especially the last two verses. JL ![]() Love the Lord your God with all your heart, and with all your soul,and with all your mind. Love your neighbor as yourself. |
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