Friday, November 24, 2006

Death Comments

Rating: 3.5

When god calls little children to dwell with him above,
We mortals sometimes question the wisdom of his love.
For no heartache compares with the death of one small child, who does so much to make our world seem so wonderful and mild.
Perhaps god tires of calling the aged to his fold, so he picks a little rose bud before it can grow old.
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Talisha Hetrick
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Nathan Strange 24 November 2006

I liked that poem Talisha

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Tiyler Durden 24 November 2006

WOW striking poem, very good indeed. Almost droped a tear there...10 for tiyler

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David Darbyshire 24 November 2006

I think angles are everywhere and Talisha is one, very nice poem, Dave xxx

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Isabella Miller 24 November 2006

wow. that's such an amazing and touching poem. <3. i really like it. great job.=) .

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Talisha Hetrick

Talisha Hetrick

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