Make no move to comfort me, dear fools,
Grief is all I have to hold, you see?
And when these salty puddles swell to pools;
I'll drown myself in sweetest misery.
Stay your gentle gestures for a while;
Keep those wishful words behind your tongue.
Trouble not to joke or feign a smile,
That bible hymn of old can go unsung.
For she is most alive within my pain;
Her worth is measured out with all my tears,
So I will drench the earth for many years.
And till the day I die or go insane,
In deepest dark regret I will remain.
This is my personal inspirational book of poetry. It contains many poems written for family, friends, and relevant life situations. Hopefully you will find some that will encourage and inpsire you in whatever arena you are found in your circle of l
Using Calgary as a backdrop the author satirizes the self-serving nature of the public as it continues to fatten itself, not only physically, but egotistically as well.
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