Marilyn Shepperson Biography

The fighting is over, the battle is won
Overhead the crows are gathering
The dead lay like a grisly carpet
Those not dead groan or cry and pray softly
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As night falls, the bats do flit
From the old belfry tower
A barn owl silently ghosts
Across the flowery meadow
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As I wander down the lonely road of life
I wonder why all I've ever had
Is a truck load of strife
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There is a power in taking
But more power in giving
There is a power in revenge
But more power in forgiving
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I'm sorry for all the things I did
And all the things I tried to do
Don't worry; I've learnt my lesson well
They say, no good deed goes unpunished
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