Doubt

Poem By Linda Hepner

The afterlife is obvious, it must be there
Because without it we would all be stones,
No need to have a brain, no need to fear,
No need to bury loved one's bones.
Now do I think this or is it my heart?
I shrug, but think: from here we have to start.

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This is a little gem. Very well done. Raynette


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