Dead Poetry Friends
Dead poetry friendsBequeath us words
That live on should
They remain posted
Or published in print.
Our memories may
Fail us at some point
But our feelings are
Elevated in lines of
Verse and song
And our pens are
Moved to scribble on
Like friends that
Finish each other’s
Sentences, giving
Birth to new poems
That perpetuate
Our unique ties.
Poetry by arquious
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Written on 2024-04-11 at 14:54
Tags Arkayye  Galateus  Crypticbard 
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