You Have No Idea Poem by Pasquale DiMeola
You Have No Idea
A childhood shrouded in bliss
Near those around we can rely
What shadow beckons with a hiss
A pity we all have to die
Smell of nostalgia in the air
A whiff of beauty passing by
Reaching for forms no longer there
A pity we all have to die
They are awaiting your rebound
Warm hands and arms in yonder sky
A magic life in the next round
We pity you until you die.
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