F. Scott Fitzgerald Poem by Uriah Hamilton
F. Scott Fitzgerald
Love is a gorgeous grave
That steals your heart
With flowery desires and dreams
Easily cherished but impossible to save.
I’m lonelier
Than the Great Gatsby,
But I’m grateful
No one will attend my funereal.
I've heard of 'closed caskets', but a closed FUNERAL? Uriah...you don't worry a bit.....when you kick...i'll be there to make sure nobody bothers ya'! lol! ....Solid Penning, my friend of the Good Quill... F. j. R.
I've heard of 'closed caskets', but a closed FUNERAL? Uriah...you don't worry a bit.....when you kick...i'll be there to make sure nobody bothers ya'! lol! ....Solid Penning, my friend of the Good Quill... F. j. R.
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4/16/2024 10:16:25 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Praise for your beautiful, elegiac poem.May your pen be blessed. Warm regards, Sandra