Treasure Island

Jim O'Donnell

(That old my birth certs is expired / Glasgow)

The Park of Life


Walking through this lonely park
Be not fearful of the dark
Memories flow through these places
From people of all different ages

There names are risen from the ground
Standing proud without a sound
But there routs are buried deep underground
People read there rhymes of life

Some from husbands some from wives
It tells the stories of there lives
From cradle to grave the story goes
From the ones that loved them most

Its full of knowledge this dear place
Form people who have left our human race
There spirit it will linger on
So don’t forget them everyone

Chellaston
19 6 2009

Submitted: Sunday, June 28, 2009
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  • rago rago (6/28/2009 2:19:00 AM)

    the park of life is so wonderful..... in the part so many and they have their own part to play....... The stage set to act.......... you have made a wonderful write... (Report) Reply

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