'The Passing' Poem by Grand Master Hud

'The Passing'



Hand glitters...
Body spins...
Moon-walk begins...
Star fades...
Music always lasting...! !

Good Bye...!


Master 'Hud'

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Grand Master Hud

Grand Master Hud

.Cardston, Alberta
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