Tuesday, December 4, 2012

Left Behind... Comments

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Leaves may wither, flowers may die,
seasons may change and time may fly.
The clouds I see up in the sky,
brings the rain and miseries -why?
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Meena Mustafa
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Gerry Legister 10 January 2021

A very good write, we can trust in God to help our lives provide something inspiring

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Patricia Grantham 03 March 2014

This is a very good write. No one wants to be left behind. The longer we live and dwell on this earth we eventually show signs of aging and frailty. Our only hope is to trust in God who will provide for us doing this time in our life. Inspiring.

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Mohammed Abdel-mohsen 03 October 2013

Lovely piece and hopeful one

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Valerie Dohren 04 January 2013

I think we are all afraid of being alone in old age, but you have a long time to go yet Meena before you arrive there. An excellent poem, very well written.

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Payal Parande 09 December 2012

oh! mam how incredible poem of yours on this canvas of poetry..each word shows the color of pain, joy and the hardship you did...it is a piece of a lifetime that i will never forget....and just so you know great people like you are never left behind..... thank so much for sharing this wonderful piece love payal

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