Monday, April 19, 2010


when a person of goodness
leaves this earth to die,
those left who withstood this,
some are quiet. some cry.
some go about daily living,
others sit lonely and still,
some are not as forgiving,
feeling like they were
force fed a bitter pill.
the memories that linger,
some troublesome, some not,
death has quite a long stinger,
beyond the burial plot.

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