As My Friend Lay DyingA Poem by Alfred Kukitzthe boyhood hours have passedAs My Friend Lay Dying My thoughts sway into the eternity of time One huge man, whose face I witnessed in youth, now lays dying. Memories entwined with our present love, Smiles from ancient days among a universe yet to be born, I kneel in my pain Surrender my whims and fantasies for a different age, I cast sorrow's eyes to the fatal tale of the day. © 2017 Alfred KukitzReviews
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StatsAuthorAlfred KukitzDeering, NHAboutYes, I'm still here. Just jazzing up my about me story. Sorry I don't die at the end. more..Writing
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