Morgan Michaels


A Famous Poem Spoiled Then Improved By English Rendering - Poem by Morgan Michaels

By rustic towns and seas
I've traced you to your final
resting place, my brother,
repeating in my heart the prayer
which all must say and you must hear
because of what we were and who we are,
in order to be free, with all else due.
Tear-stained and travel-worn, I come to bid you
now and forever, hail and farewell.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, February 13, 2014

Poem Edited: Tuesday, May 19, 2015


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