And so it is we’ll leave our final mark
Upon the stone which cannot be erased
Let’s cherish every moment, every spark
And every dream we dreamers choose to chase
I shudder at the thought of ground above
Preferring rather that it stay below
Deliver me to ocean’s shore, my love
And on a gentle sea breeze, let me go
spiritteacher said:
Shirley, this is a beautiful executed poem, like a dance perfectly performed. And the thought it expresses is important to many. It’s wonderful these days that we don’t have to be buried any more for those who are not comfortable with that thought. Peace, Sharie
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JO said:
Yes, beautiful!
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Jo A. T.B. said:
Lovely poem Shirley, especially liked your rhyme!
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