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A poem For Lydia
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A poem For Lydia |
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Forrest Cain Member
since 2000-04-21
Posts 306Chas.,W.V. USA |
somewhere here, no please listen see, the birds, the frogs, the bees about the blossomed tree to breathe, to feel, to be apart of this the wind, the hills, the splashing sun almost...but no the truth lies there just below the graveyard flowers no one to dry your shivering tears and hold you while you cry no one to soothe your troubled soul and see you through the night the sky, the stars, nothings changed but nothing will ever be the same since they buried your sister with her baby in her arms ... so hard the flowers so hard the air so hard to see the sun ...the light it hurts my eyes and it`s so hard to breathe so very hard to breathe ... somewhere here, no please... [This message has been edited by Forrest Cain (edited 04-22-2000).] |
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Kurly Junior Member
since 2000-04-21
Posts 48 |
Nice poem! This poem really explains the way I feel at times. Keep writing and good luck! |
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Marq Member
since 1999-10-18
Posts 222 |
Excellent posting! Touching and beautiful! |
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