hdofu
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Sorry if this is the wrong forum or such but this has been a pretty tragic Christmas Eve, in fact my Grandmother's last one. Sorry to be depressed on what should be the one of most joyful days of the year but this has been a real rotten end to the day. I wrote a poem after I heard the news in an effor to cope, still feel pretty numb though.
The Rain on Tuesday - 12/24/2002
The sky was blue,
Not a cloud in sight,
But this was untrue,
Clouds dawned near night.
Rain fell down,
A century ended early,
In the sea she drowned,
She’s off to gates a pearly.
Tragedy this now be,
On Christmas Eve this Tuesday
When a branch broke off the tree
On what should be a good day.
Tis peace I hope she find,
Now lacking pain to bind,
In a world where we are blind,
Until my life to me is behind.
The Rain on Tuesday - 12/24/2002
The sky was blue,
Not a cloud in sight,
But this was untrue,
Clouds dawned near night.
Rain fell down,
A century ended early,
In the sea she drowned,
She’s off to gates a pearly.
Tragedy this now be,
On Christmas Eve this Tuesday
When a branch broke off the tree
On what should be a good day.
Tis peace I hope she find,
Now lacking pain to bind,
In a world where we are blind,
Until my life to me is behind.