Sara Stoker Poems

Let me tell you about
My Friend in high places
He's there for me all day and night;
Voluntarily on a twenty-four hour call.
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We carefully weave a web of memories for others to look upon with awe and wonder
Fragile threads of tasks and traditions that bind our friends and families together.
Yet when rains of grief and chaos strike at our precious web
Then we like that spider of wisdom must look on with agony
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