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Nov 15, 2020
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SIGH GRAND DAD DIED
Your grand dad
was very nice
he covered my philosophy
bother not of age
where when and why
keep at it till you go finally
ah die
if my grandfather
had not planted oranges
I wouldn't ever had tasted them
so plant till you die
don't feel shy
many will sigh
yet say
grand dad
good boy
About This Poem
Last Few Words: IN this verse don't converse its obverse gran dad is potentially I
Style/Type: Free verse
Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft
Comments
Gracy
4 years 8 months ago
Dear L, I love your poem, but
Dear L, I love your poem, but have some questions, for you to take or toss.I've pasted a strophe below for you to see what you think.
Your grand dad
was very nice
(very nice)
he covered my philosophy
I believe you mean "them" when you mention oranges in the plural?
All else is fine, no other nits, best wishes, Gracy
lovedly
4 years 5 months ago
sorry ma'am
i took so long to read
my regrets
scribbler
4 years 5 months ago
hi loved
I reckon it's a normal though sad thing that we are too young to value our grandparents until it's too late
lovedly
4 years 5 months ago
yeah stan
how so true
it has to happen
thanks
but this is just a poem