Sunday, May 17, 2009

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You are gone.
Even now that I have said this,
My heart denies the truth.
I knew that your time had come,
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Nichole Webb
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Katharine Webb 07 June 2009

That's a very beautiful, touching poem about Grandad, Nichole. These are my favorite lines. 'Time is as hard as dimands, As slippery as smoke, Nothing can stop it.' I don't think anyone's put those two similes in the same poem, speaking of time as fleeting and difficult to release. Jaa ne.

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