Condemnation;
Contemplation;
Risky choices for one.
Decide we must;
And endure we shall;
'Til the opportunity does arise.
What items are more valuable?
Than that of love's purest form?
But still once you've gone:
They bicker for what was never theirs;
To rightfully be passed down.
Benefactors.
Yet was never intended for them.
Claim-sakers.
Yet when you were here,
Where were they?
And when you were sick,
They didn't stay.
Now you've gone;
Now you've risen;
Now your property is in division.
All for one,
One for all .
Oh,how wonderful it would be,
If it still worked that way in the world.
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This poem is dedicated to my grandmother who suffered alot in her life.She meant so much to me and it breaks my heart that the rest of my family is fighting over her will when some of them hadn't even made an effort to be part of her last days...this is a very personal topic...I know. ..but this book is like my diary ....soo enjoy :)
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Paper Heart Poetry
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