Taken
Sweet of voice
Soft in countenance
A grown innocence
Taken all too young
A smile for all
A drive for the goal
A heart full of care
Silenced before life’s dusk
A want for good
A slightly awkward style
Open arms
Mind set strong
Closed no more can enter
Things remembered
Never to grow dark
The smile lives on
To light with recounting.
Paul A Clark
2010 7/6am2anangel commented on Taken
09-02-2010
09/02/2010
08-23-2010
In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.
Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.
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