What dreams you may have had
Hope
Ambition
To heal, to help
At first to learn
But a poets soul cannot be silenced
Words were to be your medicine
The scratch of pen on paper, your lifes rhythm
No easy path you walked
A fairweather friend was joy
Your family suffered
Your life was changed
But still your gentle spirit thought,
And wrote,
And loved.
Though fate was cruel
And days cut short
Never did your heart give in
You loved even as your life slipped away
Beautiful poet
Beautiful soul
A thing of beauty will be a joy forever.
Beautiful Soul
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Re: Beautiful Soul
by Saturn » Sun Sep 20, 2009 1:37 am
Sums up Keats very well.
"Words were to be your medicine".
Very true.
"Words were to be your medicine".
Very true.
"Oh what a misery it is to have an intellect in splints".
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Re: Beautiful Soul
by Raphael » Wed Nov 25, 2009 5:22 pm
That was touching. x
John....you did not live to see-
who we are because of what you left,
what it is we are in what we make of you.
Peter Sanson, 1995.
who we are because of what you left,
what it is we are in what we make of you.
Peter Sanson, 1995.
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