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Legacy
Contributed by
softerware
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Monday, 27th August 2018 @ 10:31:43 PM in AEST
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While we but chime a little rhyme; to cheer our hearts and pass the time.
Our words like dusty portals ring; to unborn echos gathering;
When this present is our past, our words will speak for us at last;
In books and song our legacy; our tapestry, our memories.
Tomorrows child, we offer thee; what now lives here as history.
That you may know from whence you came;
And leave your children just the same.
Copyright ©
softerware
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2018-08-27 22:31:43]
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Re: Legacy
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by Former_Member on
Tuesday, 28th August 2018 @ 04:10:14 PM AEST
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| /'/Today you borrow, for tomorrow./'/ I/'/m sad this wasn/'/t in the poem. Great line |
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Re: Legacy
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by Invierno on
Wednesday, 29th August 2018 @ 11:58:02 PM AEST
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| This is stunning. I had a pithy plan for a comment...before even readi g the poem, but the beauty of this makes my smarmy mechhination irrelevant. You/'/ve floored me yet again, my friend. |
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