8: 00 pm:
The gate closed to mundane daily comings and goings,
Those gathered fidgeted with small talk in anticipation
Names in precisely incised rolls clothed cavernous walls for
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A fantastic tribute to peace, and a fantastic poem. A great write.
Stunning how you are able to script such life into the sadness of sacrifice...while politicians are endlessly on parade, who pays the true costs of freedom? Though our conversations are limited to tiny typed paragraphs, they bring me great satisfaction of sharing stimulating thoughts. Steer me to more of your poems..I patiently await. Night ends with warm wishes for you Danny. PEACE