Monday, February 20, 2012

To Mourn My Nephew Comments

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The moon shone solemnly in a chilly long winter night.
Cranes cried and wolves howled terribly under the moonlight.
Dead leaves hit against the tomb then dropping to the ground.
The parents were sad to lose their son thus walking around.
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Charles WOO
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Noelle Mott 20 February 2012

This poem really expresses what parent feel when their child dies.: (

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