The Race Is Run Poem by Shaun Cronick
The Race Is Run
The closing of an earthly door,
That once opened to the sun.
Fear not another open door,
When our little race is run.
Life is very much like running a race.it always ends out of breath.
Oh Jane that is so nicely put! ! Wish I thought of it. Thank you for taking your good time to read appraise and comment. I thank you again Jane.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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8/21/2025 8:13:14 AM # 1.0.0
Very interesting poem, doors are fitting in poetry, our little race once completed leaves us at the most interesting of all doors, I love this poem! Well done! !
I thank you so much Bill. Bill Cantrell the wonderful writer of Of Love an emotional beautiful poem. Your kind comment from your good self means so much to me. You help to inspire me. I thank you again Bill.