Tuesday, June 7, 2016

Stars Burns Out Long Before We Notice Their Death. Comments

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I think I'm twirling down the road gold
where white doves fall in love on the branches of cherry trees.
Singing the song of what's never been before
blue skies laughing at an old joke
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Leah Ayliffe
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Mike Smith 14 June 2016

A great poem with a perfectly appropriate title... They say all good things come to an end. Well that is true, but it's equally as true if you take 'good' out of the equation entirely. Stars do indeed burn out long before we notice their death, but we also get to live in their light until we notice as well

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Kelly Kurt 07 June 2016

Written with the passion of youth and the insight of age

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Leah Ayliffe

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