Mourning Poem by Madrason .

Mourning



There is a kind of vanity
which is not in vain
it eases the mind
and it soothes the pain
the gypsies show tall
the common folk small
as long as we find.....
some peace for us all. M

Mourning
Friday, April 23, 2021
Topic(s) of this poem: life and death
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Madrason .

Madrason .

waalwijk netherlands
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