Yes, you have your dad but you also have you., LR, Irvine
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Grief
Hold your grief closeand cherish it fully.
Honor grief as a guestmake time as its host.
Let grief soak you through,like a cloudburst
of rainsheddng fat drops of sorrowpercolating through pain.
Grief has a right andGrief has its due.
Become grief for a while
And it becomes you.
Make grief your lover,your sister, your brother.
Share grief to healthe soul of another.
Build grief a shrinein your heart and feed it.
Deny grief it’s timeand find that you need it.
Grief has a lifeof its own within one.
To experience griefis the way to be done.
Wring out sadnessTo relent and subside.
One day to findThat grief too has died.
CC., Chimacum, Washington
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A Poem I wrote called "TIME"
Time
Man's Frankenstein
Wasting it away since it's creation
Killing it off 'till our cremation
Don't have a minute to spend
Nor a moment to lose.
Living or Dying
Don't have time to choose.
Words of Wisdom for All:
A minute has sixty seconds,
A moment lasts a lifetime.
your humble servant, AC, ?
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My computer bit the dust this weekend and temporarily I will be having to open mail from the net on other people's computers. I will have to try and decrease my incoming message load for the time being. Please remove me from your mailing list for now. Thanks, KW, Calgary
# posted by Mark Kolke @ 12:50 p.m.