David Lewis Paget

Nottingham, England/live in Australia
David Lewis Paget
Nottingham, England/live in Australia
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Last Meeting

Rating: 5.0

My father, you were cold and grey
The last time we did meet,
You didn't speak to me at all,
Were covered in a sheet,
Your eyes were open, stared at me
But didn't see a thing,
I felt the love gush from my eyes
Like water, from a spring.

I thought that you were hiding,

That you'd played some trick on me,
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Ann Beard 17 January 2009

A different perspective but life changing never the less. Your poem is very, very touching. regards Ann

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