Our daughter is concerned
if she has time
and as long as there is no need to
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No, I do not know MOONS, but this poem leaves a saddest impression, yes, indeed....old age....must that always be this sad? Imagining funerals with glee and happiness, they sing enchanting songs.....A true sad poem, but such a sweet daughter. This daughter makes the poem has a meaning, but the poetess did that. Yes, I know. Beautiful.
Hello Sylvia, I'm making up a website for my poems, and I will let it be known when it is done far enough to be visited. Then you'll see the collections mentioned (such as Moons) , all of them unpublished up to now. Thanks for your interest.
as stuffed, his skin and lips are so white that I'm afraid....A pigeon sat on a branch reflecting on existence your poet's note and your poem. so fine dear poet. thank u. tony