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The Home We Shared

The home we shared, an empty shell Robbed of grace by death's cruel knell Its face, once sweet, now dully stares ~ I'd tear it down, your life to spare

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Caren Krutsinger

Date: 2/5/2020 5:37:00 PM

Death brings so many new feelings, we need to rename them.

Gershon Wolf
Date: 2/5/2020 10:29:00 PM

Yes, you're right. Death is really the gateway to Eternal Life! Yet, we feel sad here, normally...Cheers, Gershon

Jenish Somadas

Date: 1/30/2020 2:02:00 AM

I thought about it for a while.. I agree.. sometimes.. But seasons will change and the sweet home will sure be back.. Great thought and expression Gershon..

Gershon Wolf
Date: 1/30/2020 12:50:00 PM

That sounds like a 'definite maybe,' Jenish. Thanks for weighing in on this one. Best always, Gershon

Sandra Adams

Date: 1/29/2020 10:31:00 AM

i can't believe no one commented on this gem...it's short but powerful and has a nice impact...wonderfully penned Gerhon! hugs

Gershon Wolf
Date: 1/29/2020 12:10:00 PM

Well, I guess one person's diamond is another person's cubic zirconium… I certainly thank you, Sandra, for your gracious comment and your support. Warm wishes, Gershon