epitaphA Poem by James Paulinif words were lived as highest hopes every traveler journeyed as foretold every pitfall, storm and peril coped except times stumbled, a hundredfold virtue prized, embraced and worn merits words of highest acclaim God’s purpose to which all are born still most fail, our self to blame some tombstones bear quips and quotes most serve to mark names and dates curiously few proclaim personal notes giving glimpses of character traits if parting words were penned by each there would be advice and admonition as if their lives were written to teach inscribed to benefit the human condition
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3 Reviews Added on July 16, 2009 Last Updated on August 13, 2010 AuthorJames PaulinMIAboutAfter 38 years of working as an automotive design sculptor, I retired and have been doing a bit of fishing and writing poems. I've gotten better at both and had some recognition. Most of my poems are .. more..Writing
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