Because I could not pause for life
She kindly paused for me,
Her carriage held but just ourselves
And hospitality.
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Our lives are a book of memories filled with pictures we've taken through the years and placed within the albums of our minds, reminding us of the lives we've lived. Liked the tone and rhythm of this poem, a mystical soothing balm covering the soul with it's thoughts of death. Thank you for sharing. RoseAnn
Dear Roseann, Thanks for reading and liking my verses. Was a pleasure sharing it, and your words inspire to write more.
Thanks Roseann, for reading and liking my verses. Your words inspire me to write on.
Beautifully written. Sharp imagery. Very enjoyable. Thanks.