Best Mourning(A) Poems

Mourning a broken wineglass

Brittle and beautiful you were, you were.
Brittle and broken, you are, you are.
"A thing of beauty a joy forever?
O profundity I cannot measure.
All earthy things will surely pass.
Vessel of sanctity, frail glass,
To hold wine, not water, was your due.
I, who to the...

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With the passing of my dad
Leaves me to mourn
I was so sad
That it felt as if a prickly thorn
Had entered into my heart
Causing it to bleed
Throughout every part
My spirit had a strong need
To my comfort from my severe pain
Heartache and suffering, that drain me
I know...

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Some choose not to have children
others maybe one or two 
three seems to be the max now

it’s not like when Paul was young 
and a family might have had six or more
the wife at home, the husband working.

Families were big back then.
Now families are considered...

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