Everyone Is A Hurting Child
There are many remarkable women
That the boundary of historical years
Has prevented me from meeting.
by Uriah Hamilton
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Tara very irritated with PH injustice
05 Mar 2006 08:00
Idealism rocks! -and as to the last line... well solace perhaps that you may have made a few happy (and certainly reflective) here? ! A grand piece in my opinion.
29 Oct 2005 11:10
being idealistic is saddening to others, or at least annoying... but it can't be helped.
04 Jun 2005 10:51
Thats beautiful. -Rachel
31 May 2005 04:38
i never was that big of an of Dickinson...Plath however, is a favorite..though I tend to relate more to Sexton...this is a compassionate write..I'm glad you said it, now all I have to do is agree with it... :)
31 May 2005 12:53
You had the sensitive soul of a poet, even as a child. I hope your idealism doesn't prevent you from meeting the right person. This is a tender, lovely poem. Thanks for sharing. Raynette
31 May 2005 12:47
It takes a truly compassionate person to write from the heart as you do. Great job once again Uriah. So beautiful. Sincerely, Mary