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Sometimes the son abandons the father, sometimes the father abandons the sons

Dear Son even I am long gone dead and buried please son take heed the good lord will plead good deeds do matter sin will land you in the hereafter down under where the co!cks and roosters crow now in hell fire's, son, please I wish you not to go travel light my son, carry a heart of love beware those, friends that make you less I am looking up from above no more disgraces or shadow traces chat not with ham or pork in teeth delusions I see all be kind in the sky

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Joanna Daniel

Date: 10/22/2018 6:19:00 AM

Very good advice, Arthur:)

Carolyn Devonshire

Date: 10/19/2018 8:39:00 AM

What wonderful advice your father bestows. My father's name was Arthur and I can hear his voice while reading your beautiful poem. Thank you! Love, Carolyn

Anne-Lise Andresen

Date: 10/18/2018 1:58:00 AM

- Always: "carry a heart of love" .... well-meaning words from your father, Arthur - hugs // Anne-Lise :)

Ralph Sergi

Date: 10/17/2018 2:34:00 PM

Very touching, Arthur! I remember the Tokens.

Becca Teagan

Date: 10/17/2018 2:32:00 PM

This is a thought-provoking poem, Arthur. You're very creative.

Charlie Smith

Date: 10/17/2018 11:48:00 AM

So well done my friend, peace be with you...

Winged Warrior

Date: 10/17/2018 10:26:00 AM

Well executed my friend...love & light...^WW^

Jan Allison

Date: 10/17/2018 2:12:00 AM

I'm not a believer (but I do help out at a local church but that doesn't count lol) I see many issues caused by religion. It looks like i'm heading down under but at least I'll be warm:-) My dad trained to be a catholic priest but never took his vows or I wouldn't be here lol:-)hugs Jan xx

Mahtab Bangalee

Date: 10/16/2018 11:08:00 PM

Evening rosary leads me to nimbus of heavenly holiness and I remember HIS mercy in my soul statue ..../// nice poem

Tim Smith

Date: 10/16/2018 10:53:00 PM

Don't know how you come up with this... brilliant

Brendan Solomon

Date: 10/16/2018 10:42:00 PM

The wolf down under eats cocks and roosters for breakfast! Don't get too religious on us here, Great Bear! Just kidding, great poem