THE DASHA Poem by DrDI went to the cemetery today And sat on new mown grass Fragrant from the cutting And leaned against marble Running my fingers over dates 1952 -- 1994 And I was so thankful, darling That the dash in the middle Was me. © 2014 DrD |
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3 Reviews Added on June 20, 2014 Last Updated on June 22, 2014 AuthorDrDA suburb of heaven, MexicoAboutI'm just a guy living in Mexico. I am the author of SMITH COUNTY JUSTICE (horribly over priced) and some other books you can find in my photos. or at my website: http://auth18.wix.com/david-e.. more..Writing
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