These words are like lyrics
Coming from spirits
The waves they are sending
Are confusing and mind bending
Their motives are not clear
Which way should I steer
For the life they crave
From beyond the grave
Could it be the ghost
That is missing the most
Their deaths were the cost
Of the bodies they lost
The unexplained is haunting
It is the spite that is taunting
From life they were parted
Not finishing what they started
Their sotries must be told
To let them grow old
Memories of the keeper
outlast the work of the Reaper
October 26, 2000
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This is all about talk about those who are gone, that is the only way they will live on. If you forget them so will everyone else. I have seen a number of friends and family die. Read the last line, it is a reminder that we will always have the memories. Also read Bruce Lee's Quote. I think it is the first entry of this blog.
TDK
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