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Withered Glimpses
Contributed by
rain
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Friday, 24th October 2003 @ 12:18:21 AM in AEST
Topic:
SadPoetry
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All I have are withered glimpses
Of a man that once was great
That make up a memory
Of a man I hardly knew.
A father and a husband
Hardworker and soldier
Who now lays six feet under
Surrounded by worm and dirt.
In a box lays a soldier
Whose body was weaker than his mind.
Who ended his days
In a chair beside a fading light.
A sharp mind in a body
Decaying as he sat but,
What was that man before
I am not blessed enough to know.
All I have are withered glimpses
Of a man that once was great
That make up a memory
Of a man I hardly knew.
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rain
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2003-10-24 00:18:21]
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Re: Withered Glimpses
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by Jenni_Kalicharan on
Friday, 24th October 2003 @ 12:35:08 AM AEST
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Sad, but beautifully written.... Loved it.
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Re: Withered Glimpses
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by DreamWeaver on
Saturday, 25th October 2003 @ 08:06:36 AM AEST
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| Wonderful write ... loved the title too ... very well written ... Jan |
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