Monday, April 1, 2019

Life Of Man Comments

Rating: 5.0

We are born and then we cry
Somewhere else, somebody dies.
We crawl, we walk, and even fly,
In silver birds in a clear blue sky.
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Juan Olivarez
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Smoky Hoss 11 May 2019

Beautiful the way you started and finished the poem with tears; I love this one very much pal, it’s great... Write-on!

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Juan Olivarez 19 June 2019

Thank you my friend.

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Kumarmani Mahakul 01 April 2019

We live a life with best quality. While mournful hearts forever cry if anyone cries, then this provokes thought. But nature gives true joy. An excellent poem is very well penned.10

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Juan Olivarez 07 April 2019

Thank you for your kind words.

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