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Ghost Words

The cold grey slabs Lean in sorrow as I ponder the engraving That distant sound of memory Therein that holds the man Albert Browning So young, so young, But still he lived to have a wife Who lies beside Who lived beyond Nurturing offspring in his absence That long since life Did he laugh in sunshine Or cry in pain? Did the bell toll noon Or darkness hide his demise? I look and wonder at this Death and know that one day Soon Someone will reflect at my epitaph

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Date: 2/17/2010 5:38:00 AM
I would like to welcome you to PoetrySoup Kaye. I also wish you the best in your writing endeavors. If you have questions please feel free to ask anyone here. We are all willing to help and if we don't know the answer we will find someone who does. Love, Carol
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Date: 2/16/2010 11:51:00 PM
Very heat touching. Keep up the good work
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Date: 2/16/2010 5:00:00 PM
Welcome to the Poetry Soup Family of poets... please continue to share your creative writes with us all this delight tonight... enjoyed.. luv.. Linda-Marie "Sweetheart" of Poetry Soup..
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