Living On Tightropes

Swinging rhythms telling stories of other people's lives
right here at the Wagon Yard, all of us living on tight-
ropes of this earthly habitat.

Losing ourselves in the throes of death as it decides who
and when certain people must leave this world, wanting a
say in how and when our last moments arrive.

Never given the chance at all, watching loved ones going
through pain and diseases throughout life, not wanting to
see them suffering and/or dying before us. such a haphazard
way of being taken from the life we've always known.

by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

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Just like the Bible says pride is before a crash, And a haughty spirit before stumbling. Poor, poor haughty, prideful Casey.......
Loved It :) so much it made my family cry I loved it so much that we wrote another stanza
Loved and enjoyed the poem very much
Can anyone recommend a good children’s poem with good illustrations Thank you
My mother would read us poetry for a set of Junior Classics that inhabited the numerous bookshelves in our home. This was one of my favorites.
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