Monday, February 2, 2009

Soft The Shroud Comments

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Soft the shroud, carressing flesh,
that once knew warmth, that once knew life.
Death sings a chorus of the autumn,
falling leaves and shadows rife.
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Laurie hill
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Lynda Robson 19 June 2009

Wonderful write Laurie, it is soft and gentle and yes we are just passing through, only on this earth for a short while, thank you for this, 10 Lynda xx

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Susan Bagley 19 March 2009

If someone had taken this poem and printed a Classic poets name on it I would have accepted it with no question whatsoever. This is amazing Laurie, just like you. Susan

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Shirley Anne Alexander 07 February 2009

Poe-ish. Very nicely done. Much enjoyed.

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