Goldenrod Poem by Steve Howard

Goldenrod

Rating: 4.0


When it comes that I am gone,
do not mourn the wasted minute.
Live on, live on, embrace the day,
and everything that's in it.
Do not think upon the time,
I passed and lay beneath the pall.
For the bee was on the goldenrod,
as if nothing passed at all.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Stan Rodriguez 13 June 2018

nicely penned - thank you - enjoyed every much

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Steve Howard 13 June 2018

Thanks very much Stan Rodriguez., I appreciate it.

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