His Life Poem by Macwolls Kay
His Life
He lived his life like a poet without a pen,
Beautiful words, thoughts and expressions,
So when he was gone there was no trace to his name,
An unsung poet gone with the wind.
Wednesday, May 23, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: beautiful,wind
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