The Death of History
The old man lays amid the sheetshair of white, face pale and sallow,and eyes like sunken pools,staring back out to the world.As he fades into the grey of nightthe world looks back in sorrowfor the old...
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Jan,This touched me very deeply....My father was a great storyteller... a living history.... a history not fully appreciated, by me, until it was silent.Thanks for sharing this..Wayne
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Superb treatment of this topic Jan.I believe we are all entire universesof thought and imagination but toshare this with others is difficultat best.I thought the poem was a gentle, lyrical,wistful...
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Wayne & Michael, I'm pleased that you both liked the way I presented this subject. Jan or you can view my personal poetry webpage at Poems For The Heart and Soul
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