Will.A Poem by Thomas FitzgeraldMy thoughts from the grave side.There is that unwilling smile crafted to perfection, They mean well of course but time and place, No meaning as the sun touches the torn earth, This space will forever be marked now the case. The mind drifts you see to sentiment and memory, Never far but enough to guide in happiness, Marred by death and an unwilling spirit that's you, Oh safe no more plausible than is greatness. Rings bound us in faith and love made a prison, For which escape had no essence in life times still, That smile again as those mourners stare on, Will forever be a down fall my dear sweet Will. Gone to a better place, I very much doubt it, There is no better place than by my side, Emotions ebb and flow they tell me such knowledge! Can leave as you have left gone and died.
© 2016 Thomas FitzgeraldAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorThomas FitzgeraldWexford, Leinster, IrelandAboutTo all who know by now - I love you. For those that don't, I review a lot of work on here, and I expect the same in return, friend me but make sure to have conviction! I'm a horror writer mostly bu.. more..Writing
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