RespiteA Poem by Henry ClemmonsSome Thought it Strange I could befriend Both High noon and moon together, But They represented Respites Where long ghostly shadows Of tragedy and guilt Could not smother me In blankets of Despair. © 2011 Henry ClemmonsAuthor's Note
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2 Reviews Added on April 30, 2011 Last Updated on May 7, 2011 AuthorHenry ClemmonsMontreal, North America, CanadaAboutMy name is Henry Clemmons. I currently live in Montreal. I love art: the written word, the performed word, music, lyrics, photography, canvas, drawing. Please visit my Blog also. I write all types o.. more..Writing
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