Floyd Hildebrand Poems

Have you ever stopped to think and wonder,
Just how you would react, if your face,
Was of a different color, and ponder,
What if I came from a different race? Would I still harbor a prejudice,
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The stones point up in the waning light,
A stark reminder of times gone past,
When busy lives were full and bright,
And days uncounted until the last. The great and humble all gather alike
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Our life is but a fleeting moment,
A flip of a somber gnats eyelid,
Or the subtle wink of a katydid,
When measured by the earth extant,
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