We really are - All - Born equal In What we know Or Don't And What we deserve Of God, If Not what we get From Bodily life. Did we ask To live Or Were we condemned To this life? Or Were we leased - On loan - To Do our thing For better Or For worse? Which Or Whatever - We came We were We saw We did. Are we saints? Are we ogres? Are we passe', Mundane? The exclamation is "We!"
Addie Williams This poem was not dated
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Reviewed by Judy Lloyd (Reader)
Reviewed on February 22, 2005
Indeed this is a strong write and makes you think on it for a long while.
Each person is but a grain of sand resting beside the sea. This thought sets the tone for Jill Eisnaugle’s latest poetry collection, Beside Still Waters.
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