A life that’s built on sand and lies
Will fail in stormy weather,
And in the end, most will despise
A life that’s built on sand and lies,
And though love tries, in fresh disguise,
To sew two souls together,
A life that’s built on sand and lies
Will fail in stormy weather…
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A spited heart will often rail
In soulful vindication,
To criticize, or to assail,
A spited heart will often rail,
But till revenge completely fails
And one finds liberation,
A spited heart will often rail
In soulful vindication…
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Too many friends have died this year
Passed on from here to there
All kindred souls we loved so dear
Too many friends have died this year
And though we grieve them far and near
And fete their gifts and flair
Too many friends have died this year
Passed on from here to there…
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We’ll bid them farewell in chill winter’s air
Where time spent was lessened in pure-white expanse
When all wishes spoken could never repair
We’ll bid them farewell in chill winter’s air,
Affording those promises, most squandered unfair,
In all shifting shadows of hope and romance,
We’ll bid them farewell in chill winter’s air
Where time spent was lessened in pure-white expanse…
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richard lloyd cederberg
2022
A NEW RACE OF HuMANS
Our lives are still lit by the passing on of dear friends and family
whose goodness and example still helps us onwards to live our
best lives possible…
Diana..🍃
I have noticed an inordinate number of mentors, friends, and family falling from sight recently. And, as far as I know, none of them had Covid-19. But it's also interesting to note that some of the liars and cheats have had their lives catch up with them a long time ago and are also gone. The way Karma should work, and apparently, does.
Ron