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We all live And we all die And I often stop And wonder why In life we are not Loved so clearly 'Til our passing haunts The mind so dearly I wish it were not Always so We're not so loved Before we go And so my friend I share with you This wondrous truth Known by but few Let family, friends And loved ones know They are so loved ~ Before they go

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J.W. Earnings

Date: 1/27/2019 1:08:00 AM

This is a brilliant verse. :) Thank you for sharing, michael

Michael Wise
Date: 1/27/2019 8:47:00 AM

I appreciate your kind words JW! :)

Caren Krutsinger

Date: 1/16/2019 2:43:00 AM

"We're not so loved Before we go" - oh, yes, this is right. Everyone becomes an instant saint when they are no longer here, and everyone wishes they had told them they loved them. Guess what? It is not too late. They hear us.

Michael Wise
Date: 1/16/2019 6:32:00 AM

Thank u for your thoughts Caren. I've written more than a few poems with this theme, seems to be something I'm working out inside myself. :)