'Tis our fate.......A Poem by GeeAnd then we are no more,dead and buried
Then nothing but memories
grief shadows the heart, flower covered the box on the old horse drawn cart. Dark suited the bearers heads bowed,stepping slow, resting the passed loved one before the grieving front row. Heart wrenching the readings echoing off the cold stone, of the old village church for this love they've all known. Whose life play now over the final curtain slow drawn, here the end of an era whilst elsewhere new born. © 2017 GeeAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorGeeMilton keynes, United KingdomAboutDevoted family man and lover of life. Simply written, easily understood "stuff" for those without code breaking skills. You will NEVER need Google to understand me:) more..Writing
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