As We Live Poem by Sandra Feldman

As We Live

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I think in midnight dreary,
This Life is just too weary,
And faded out of sight,
A mountain has its morning light,
Shinning with Hope that will delight,
Life sometimes has that too,
But when the fighting years are done,
What will be left of you?

Monday, March 30, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: life
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kelly Kurt 30 March 2015

Good question. I'll have to think about it. : -) Peace.

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