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Richard
January 25, 2010
Here I lie close to the grave
And that is where I spent my days
Digging for those who died
Wanting not to see
I was of an old age
And yet I could not stop
I once dug my own grave
But before I could finish
The earth had taken me
The wind picked up
The trees began to bellow
And the dirt had fallen
About five feet in
© Greg K., New Lenox, IL
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on Feb. 3 2010 at 11:44 am
This poem has great flow and insight.
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I really enjoyed it.
Lovely poem darling =]
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