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Through the bright eyes of a confused child, I didn’t know what was
Happening in this lifeless room full of weeping people, mysterious faces
painted with a dark mask of sorrow. They were standing around a beautiful
Wooden box, it was decorated with beautiful white flowers that looked as
If they were made of silk. As the cluster of people slowly parted I saw what
It was that was causing them pain. He was drained of color and so pale
Yet so peaceful. His wrinkly face no longer smiled down at me, he was
looking up at me with a very peaceful face. I knew where he was now, he
was and will forever be, with God
- by L e n n o n xx |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 12/08/2008 |
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- Title: MY first funeral (poem by me)
- Artist: L e n n o n xx
- Description: This is about when i was i think 6 or 5 years old and i went to my grampies funeral and i remeber it all so clearly so i wrote it down.(in need of a critic)
- Date: 12/08/2008
- Tags: first funeral pome
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- L e n n o n xx - 12/08/2008
- i advise u to check out my other poems one is called: A still winters eve and the other is He takes up his cross
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- L e n n o n xx - 12/08/2008
- Thank you. smile
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- II_Fallen_Soldier_II - 12/08/2008
- good job very deep and sad
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