Sunday, July 9, 2006

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Rating: 5.0

Well, huckin' fell, I could not hold your hand,
it was this thing I've had since I was born
no teacher would, nor could you understand
how, in my soul the shreds of decency are torn.
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Herbert Nehrlich
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Mary Nagy 16 July 2006

One of the most tender poems depicting the sadness and guilt we feel when we lose a friend I have read in quite awhile. Very powerful Herbert. Sincerely, Mary

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Jerry Hughes 09 July 2006

Mein F, I'm at a loss for words cept two, gut wrenching...

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Heartbreakingly brilliant. I'm at a loss for words on this. t x

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Raynette Eitel 09 July 2006

This is surely one of your best, Herbert, in spite of the light word play at the beginning. (perhaps you might re-consider that one?) The last two stanzas are painful and awesome. Raynette

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