In days of latter years
One thinks primarily in terms of
"Was" and "will not be again."
The present is for thinking
Of life's most
And death's piracy
Of beauty
Of gems and gold, silver and jade
Bought with tears and laughter and Hopes and fears,
That will not rust or fade
When night draws the shade.
Dated 4/14/1982
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Reviewed by *********** ********** (Reader)
Reviewed on April 10, 2004
Of gems and gold, silver and jade
Bought with tears and laughter and Hopes and fears,
That will not rust or fade
When night draws the shade. <----I really enjoy your Mothers work....it is unique and very well written....ty, Dani
Reviewed by na na (Reader)
Reviewed on April 9, 2004
Addie, if the night don't draw deme shades, you're gonna be saying:
"Who dat peepin' in my winderw." The one to your heart that is, and that ain't a bad thing is it? Happy Easter. Bill Murray
This collection of poetry addresses the nature of time, reflections on the natural world, the difficulty of loss,
contemporary social issues and gratitude for life.
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Bought with tears and laughter and Hopes and fears,
That will not rust or fade
When night draws the shade. <----I really enjoy your Mothers work....it is unique and very well written....ty, Dani
"Who dat peepin' in my winderw." The one to your heart that is, and that ain't a bad thing is it? Happy Easter. Bill Murray