Too Much Sweet Time, My Dear

Why is everyone in such a hurry?
Too much sweet time, my dear.
Why can't everyone just take it easy?
Too much Sweet time, my dear.
Why does everyone have to die?
My dear,
Death is only GOD's way of saying,
Come home,
You've been gone for too much sweet time
My dear.



Poetry by Valerie
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Written on 2007-01-14 at 21:55

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Kathy Lockhart
Kahky's dictionary definition of: amazing: Valerie.
2007-01-16


Phyllis J. Rhodes
So much sweet wisdom my dear! And so beautifully and simply exhibited here in these lines. supurb! You are my sweet time Granddaughter!
2007-01-15


wonderbread
an exquisite way of relating a feeling, a thought in mind. a bit wordy, perhaps? but no matter...the message surely makes up for any sort of choice differences fellow writers might have...well done.
-tony
2007-01-14


Nathalia
A comforting thought, that death is only God's way of saying it's time to come home. Nice:-)
2007-01-14