A Good ManA Poem by Pester D. Finchesfor my friend, sent to jail.
A Good Man
He was a good man,
A man like any other, friendly,
Happy, had children,
A wife and he loved them very much.
He went to temple.
His mistake is shown in his eyes now,
I cannot help it,
I just cannot meet his poor grey eyes,
Eyes of happiness,
Happiness, now gone under the flood,
Of burning gazes.
I miss him, his soft voice, mellow mind,
I miss his smile,
Miss the innocence, the time before
His life was ruined.
I will not see him for six more months,
His mistake, horrid,
Let my memory not be blighted,
He IS a good man.
© 2009 Pester D. FinchesReviews
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4 Reviews Added on September 13, 2009 AuthorPester D. Finchesthe middle of No-Where, NYAbouthi, my name is Pester, some of you may know me as j.j. or what you will, but you can call my Danny (my middle name). i like Danny better them Pester, dont you? more..Writing
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