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Too Late The day was of beauty very peaceful and serene; The thoughts of those sleeping contained deep within Who would have suspected that you would pick such a day? A day so very beautiful do you have to take us away? All appears well- nothing seems to be wrong But when I turn to your face its smile is now long! If only I'd had your guidance to practice what I'd heard Then suddenly in my mind I remember... "Follow MY word." A fear begins to surround me and to rattle my soul My eyes fill with tears as I realize that I've not fulfilled my role! If only I would have listened and done the things given Then this would not be THE END for the sun has not risen!! -The road to hell is paved with good intentions; So don't wait, for LATER is too late! Christopher T. Moore July 4, 1990 |
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