by ShyGuy1984Clearwater, Florida, USA
Feb 2014 463 Views 7 comments
Beauty
Her beauty never rests,
Even though she's gone,
But as long as she's remembered,
It will shine on and on.
Even though she's gone,
But as long as she's remembered,
It will shine on and on.
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Posted: Feb 2014
About this poem:
My grandmother died my sophmore year in high school. I wrote this poem very shortly after passed.Poems entered on these pages are copyrighted by the authors who entered them. They cannot be reproduced without the author's written consent. © Copyright 2001-2024. All rights reserved.
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love it
LJ
and therein lies its strength
ty and welcome to poet's corner