the snow falls on my fathers' bed
on the foot
on the head
the snow falls on my fathers' bed
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An interesting poem which warns us all against reckless living and a very touching one too.
Wow so deep! When you get to the devil took him by the hand and turned him on to heroin the imagery smacks you in the face! ! Keep on writing man.
This poem is poignant, heartfelt. Thank you. Keep up your writing.
Robert, This astonishes, admonishes me to mourning and song. I was surprised by the heroin. And then the snow fell into an utterly tender, brutal meaning. Truly, a lamentation psalm.
Beautiful and melancholy. True lament.