How utterly shocking it was
To see his smile fading like a flower
Withering in summer's hot sun,
He who with his ‘Good Morn' would pause
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No, it was not the dark gloom/That enveloped his bed and room/His searching, sinking eyes/Nor yet the milieu all around....Your love and emotions for your colleague and friend is laudably articulated! A poignant piece of work sir...10
Thank you so much Dr Swain, but you must have seen this poem has had no reader except you.
I accept your sentiments, even now when I remember this old colleague my eyes moisten a little.
I really appreciate your review.
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No, it was not the dark gloom/That enveloped his bed and room/His searching, sinking eyes/Nor yet the milieu all around....Your love and emotions for your colleague and friend is laudably articulated! A poignant piece of work sir...10
Thank you so much Dr Swain, but you must have seen this poem has had no reader except you. I accept your sentiments, even now when I remember this old colleague my eyes moisten a little. I really appreciate your review.