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Feel free to peruse my original poems and short stories

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neosonnetry | Feel free to peruse my original poems and short stories Search: neosonnetry Feel free to peruse my original poems and short stories About Useful Links Eulogy in Verse February 24, 2013 § 2 Comments Twenty years of age and isn’t it an outrage? A life cut short by celestial caprice I never knew his name until today and isn’t it a shame it took a crash to spread his fame? Amid the shattered glass and crumpled rims I see a vision of him Smiling, I can see the family traits He might be buried day after tomorrow and isn’t it a shame the best I can manage is a cold and distant sorrow? We never met and it’s an outrage: He was only twenty years of age. I’m twenty-five and still alive Somehow it seems unfair Two decades ago he rested in the womb of his mother Now he’ll rest in another: the tomb where she will lay him. Isn’t it too soon? Get the word out: Twitter Facebook LinkedIn Pinterest More Email Like Loading....

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