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You kiss them goodbye
Hoping they come later
But the unthinkable happens
And your life suddenly takes a not planned turn
Your last words were I love you,
Just before they scurry past you
Suddenly a fimiliar voice is at your door
Bearing bad news
You hope for the best
But was told your child was admitted to the hospital
Tears fall down as race for time
The doctors tell you everything going to be okay
Just a few broken ribs and a fracture ankle
Their able to go home today
When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.
John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
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| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| Something Special | 0 | 04/22/2010 |
| You're in my heart | 0 | 03/10/2010 |
| Torn | 0 | 03/10/2010 |
| Unfixable | 0 | 02/09/2010 |
| Love so Deep | 3 | 12/23/2009 |
| Love | 0 | 12/23/2009 |
| Ruined | 0 | 12/23/2009 |
| Lies | 1 | 08/12/2009 |
| Unique | 0 | 07/28/2009 |
| Emotional Trial | 0 | 07/28/2009 |
| War | 0 | 05/22/2009 |
| Last Breathe | 0 | 05/22/2009 |
| Untitled | 0 | 05/22/2009 |
| Laura | 0 | 05/22/2009 |
| Abuse | 0 | 05/22/2009 |
| Fallen Tears | 0 | 05/22/2009 |
| Waiting Game | 0 | 05/22/2009 |
| Depression | 0 | 05/22/2009 |
| Pieces of Me | 0 | 05/22/2009 |
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