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A Sight to Behold
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A Sight to Behold |
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Abe Senior Member
since 2003-05-28
Posts 694Looks like Vero Beach, FL until the end! 
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A Sight to Behold So sad, when we get older When, questions will arise About things, not important In, a younger person’s eyes. But, as we question, ourselves And, wonder, how we got here Some answers, to those questions Are those, what we long to hear. Why am I, the one who I am? Who were those, who came before? Is there more, to where I’m at What does history, have in store? Why didn’t I ask those questions When, the answers, were alive? Will those things people should know Be passed on to others, and survive? When I am dead and gone And, these questions I now ask Be passed on to another? Will, they take up that task? In so many trees of life The branches will be broken And the roots of, who we are? They never, might be spoken. So many riches, not worth gold But, some go into our soul We should all ask those questions For, it is a worthy goal. To find out who, we really are And, how we all came to be Is a simple sight, to behold But one, so many, rarely see. Don’t expect to be a hero’s kin Sometimes simple, makes the great And, makes a little bit of living To what makes, your history, wait! Del “Abe” Jones 02.26.2012 Del "Abe" Jones |
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The_Doctors_Angel_32 Member
since 2011-01-14
Posts 337Florida, USA |
This is an awesome poem. I think everybody asks questions as they get older. I know I do. I truly enjoyed the read!!!  When the family is together, the soul is at peace - Russian Proverb |
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