Burying 2020A Poem by GeeGood riddance
We'll gather by your open grave
as bells echo out loud, no tears or flowers be offered up to fall upon your shroud. For you my friend will not be missed your leaving will be cheered, though your memory will linger on in most minds ever seared. But hope comes with your burying, a light at tunnels end, with smiles replacing misery as the world begins to mend... Happy New year folks :)) © 2021 GeeReviews
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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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