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EVERY NITE AT DUSK
Contributed by
emystar
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Saturday, 24th January 2004 @ 05:14:19 AM in AEST
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In my childhood mind like only yesturday, he just turns to me, smiles jumps Dad's old rail fence and rides away.
There he sat snow white thru and thru atop his glowing white horse as if I knew what to do.
Every night at dusk always on time he never said a word while passing this line, turning to me silently he'd just smile guarding my soul all the while.
This is a true story My Irish grand father passed a way with pnemonia long before I was born.
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Re: EVERY NITE AT DUSK
(User Rating: 1 ) by Jacktripper on
Saturday, 24th January 2004 @ 06:46:08 AM AEST (User
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Very nice poem.... I like how you move the poetry it has a mind of it's own. Watch..."there he sat thru and thru atop his glowing white horse as if i knew what to do." There is a beat in your word count. Do you write children stories? I'm sure your grandfather is always around... he'd love this poem. Great poetry keep up the good work!! |
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Re: EVERY NITE AT DUSK
(User Rating: 1 ) by Jenni_Kalicharan on
Saturday, 24th January 2004 @ 11:30:30 AM AEST (User
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Quite a vivid description given here, Em... Enjoyed this.... I felt like I was seeing him....
Jenni |
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Re: EVERY NITE AT DUSK
(User Rating: 1 ) by Jellybellyprincess on
Saturday, 24th January 2004 @ 12:17:11 PM AEST (User
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The stories we have not heard, locked in the vaults of the past..... ahhh....hmm..... Makes you think, you know? Of all the stories and emotions of the past.... so beautiful.....
An amazing story, making it all the better to be true.
God bless,
Ellen |
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