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Day By Day

Day by day As the wisdom's of life grow darker The brutality sadly becomes routine And the future manifests itself in the present A child runs barefoot Fear not little one, the bombs are loud But angels will run beside you You shall run free, to speak Of what no one should ever see Tears rain down, washing away pain so deep Old photos, burnt and torn Your only memories to keep So be content to rest With the painful knowledge Of having what is not Day by day

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013




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Date: 11/15/2015 9:14:00 AM
Deeply touched
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Arthur Vaso
Date: 11/15/2015 3:35:00 PM
Thank you
Date: 3/13/2013 12:44:00 AM
A poignant write about embracing what you've got no matter what.. well-penned.
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Arthur Vaso
Date: 3/17/2013 9:18:00 PM
Thank you for your kind words!
Date: 3/12/2013 6:27:00 PM
well done my friend. Soup
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Arthur Vaso
Date: 11/15/2015 3:35:00 PM
Belated thank you
Date: 3/10/2013 7:16:00 AM
A touching poem Arthur, hoping the sun will shine on you. - Have a nice Sunday. - oxox / / Anne-Lise :)
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Arthur Vaso
Date: 11/15/2015 3:36:00 PM
It seems I am destined to re-live the year 2013! Thank you so much, and so sorry for missing all these lovely comments!
Date: 3/7/2013 4:47:00 PM
nicely done poet. Hey if you have time look at a new poet Margherita Russo
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Arthur Vaso
Date: 11/15/2015 3:40:00 PM
Thank you!
Date: 3/7/2013 10:45:00 AM
Could feel the pain, good write!
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Arthur Vaso
Date: 11/15/2015 3:37:00 PM
Sorry for such late reply, never the less very much appreciated!
Date: 3/7/2013 9:30:00 AM
Arthur, i feel the power a guardian around me always... living day by day, is a hard mission to accomplish, the sorrow of the world, is what many will not see... you painted a deep and sad image here. you are a good poet, with true vision... Linda
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Date: 3/7/2013 8:02:00 AM
Arthur this is just a wonderful write, there is so much work and thought gone into it, it shines...David
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Arthur Vaso
Date: 3/17/2013 9:19:00 PM
Thank you David, much appreciated
Date: 3/6/2013 4:37:00 PM
this indeed is an awesome poem,, so visual, and a joy to read...
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Arthur Vaso
Date: 11/15/2015 3:38:00 PM
Thank you Harry, I seem to have missed to many comments, I better say Merry Christmas now, this way I get a comment in early instead of 2 years late!!!
Date: 3/5/2013 10:24:00 PM
'...if the Russians love their children too' ~ Sting. Would that all the warring nations would think of their children first before making tragic, 'adult' decisions. A fine piece, Arthur. Best wishes, Keith
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Arthur Vaso
Date: 11/15/2015 3:38:00 PM
Sorry for missing the comments on this poem, thank you so much Keith!
Date: 3/5/2013 10:06:00 AM
Good visual poetry. Thank you for sharing this I enjoyed it.
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Arthur Vaso
Date: 3/5/2013 4:18:00 PM
thank you!!!
Date: 3/4/2013 9:07:00 PM
Day by day may these images be erased forever
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Arthur Vaso
Date: 11/15/2015 3:36:00 PM
a very very belated thank you!
Date: 3/4/2013 8:05:00 PM
Touching, Arthur. And skillfully done. Sad that in this 'civilised' age there are still poems like this to be written.
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Arthur Vaso
Date: 11/15/2015 3:40:00 PM
A very belated thank you!
Date: 3/4/2013 6:37:00 AM
So very very sad but so very very well written my good man! Worth keeping... cheers, Jack
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Arthur Vaso
Date: 3/4/2013 7:42:00 AM
Thank you kind sir
Date: 3/4/2013 2:53:00 AM
This is sad, however it is very well written. This is something a child should never have to see. Thanks for sharing. Lucilla
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Arthur Vaso
Date: 3/4/2013 7:44:00 AM
Thank you, if we saw the world through the eyes of a child, a better world it would be.

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