StoryA Poem by MarkSitting around while the cave light sang old man gray in the beard paints his pictures with a voice practiced in the arts of creation. "Once, far far away..." The story; of filled lives hope, glory, pain and despair Rising above, held down by evil and the darkness. Triumph, revenge, forgiveness and yes, the crown jewel of all.... Love. The old man lowers his arms slowly his audience enthralled to tears, not at the emotions he invoked, but rather, that now it is ended; sadness that the story is done.
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15 Reviews Added on February 13, 2014 Last Updated on February 13, 2014 AuthorMarkDallas, TXAboutI"m a gypsy born in New Hampshire, raised in Alaska, schooled in Washington, raised a family in California. Recently settled in Concord NH area. Where to next? I don't really have to think about it, i.. more..Writing
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