A Gift from aboveA Poem by eddieits just you and me we sit here beneath this tree just holding a gun with one bullet we are both scraed to pull it we wonder why we are here now it doesnt seem so clear we just sit and wait eventualy this gun will decide one of our fates after awhile we realize that no bullet has pierced either of us we sit there worried but dont give a fus we know that it is a gift from above we give each other a gentle shove we wonder why we got this gift and i know god does not want anyone to die on his shift
© 2008 eddieAuthor's Note
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Added on March 5, 2008 Authoreddiebarberton, OHAboutim not the greatest writer... but i want homest opinions of what you think more..Writing
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