The PlateauA Poem by Alan Mark Maynes
We came to the days and the place of peace
Where we found our spirit and forgot the nights that were deceased The days of regret The days of suicide The days of laughter The days of the good ride All the delightful and evil things that were said The life, the living, the dying, the dead Did you have enough words for a book to be read? © 2013 Alan Mark Maynes |
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Added on March 13, 2013 Last Updated on March 13, 2013 AuthorAlan Mark MaynesDenver , COAboutMaynes I take the name And the blood to keep Our ancestors nature Would never sleep Our lifeline Would never reap The distinct cycles Of our life to peak The grateful gift From our.. more..Writing
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