Pretty straight forward. Any comments are welcome!
Still Hope Remains
On a bleak winters day,
a crowd does gather round.
Tears falling just as rain;
gives life unto the mound.
Quietly a prayer is said,
observed by those who mourn.
The memory of this lost soul,
forevermore upon the stone.
Silently on muddy grass,
They Reminisce upon the past.
They dont even know the man,
Because his light was never cast.
Shivering in bitter cold,
Breathing hard in frosty air.
This a death of one they knew,
But are there any here who care?
We live our lives, On tender threads,
Will we survive, at the days end?
Ease our minds in this unrest...
This Winter Fades: Still Hope Remains
Storm is looming overhead,
The mourners leave with haste.
Gone as quick from their memory;
His life, a total waste.
One last glance upon this grave,
To read these final words,
"A man who lives in silence,
has never yet been heared."
We live our lives, On tender threads,
Will we survive, at the days end?
Ease our minds in this unrest...
This Winter Fades: Still Hope Remains
In Silence Suffer.
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QUOTE(Meklo @ Mar 10, 2007, 04:11 AM) 
Pretty straight forward. Any comments are welcome!
Still Hope Remains
On a bleak winters day,
a crowd does gather round.
Tears falling just as rain;
gives life unto the mound.
Quietly a prayer is said,
observed by those who mourn.
The memory of this lost soul,
forevermore upon the stone.
Silently on muddy grass,
They Reminisce upon the past.
They dont even know the man,
Because his light was never cast.
Shivering in bitter cold,
Breathing hard in frosty air.
This a death of one they knew,
But are there any here who care?
We live our lives, On tender threads,
Will we survive, at the days end?
Ease our minds in this unrest...
This Winter Fades: Still Hope Remains
Storm is looming overhead,
The mourners leave with haste.
Gone as quick from their memory;
His life, a total waste.
One last glance upon this grave,
To read these final words,
"A man who lives in silence,
has never yet been heared."
We live our lives, On tender threads,
Will we survive, at the days end?
Ease our minds in this unrest...
This Winter Fades: Still Hope Remains
In Silence Suffer.
WELL-CRAFTED with sincerely felt emotions. Enjoyed reading this.
R K
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