Hopping Frog, Hop Here And Be Seen

Poem By Christina Georgina Rossetti

We fear death,
We do not know how to encounter it.
If we understand it,
We'll never thought about eternity (Sins: Greed)

Death can take the ones you love anytime,
Appreciate the ones you love.
Death can create self-pity,
Appreciate your youth.

Comments about Hopping Frog, Hop Here And Be Seen

Good One. Care For The loved Ones. And Sometimes, Can Possibly Care For others That One's Not Closed To As Well.. True, Xin Ying, Your Question.. Well, Depends What The Person Has Done And How Was The WHole Situation. Maybe The Person Will Learn To Appreaciate Later On. WHo Knows, Things Are Ever So unpredictable.
nice poem...u may appreciate the ones u love...but do they apprecieate what u hv done for them?


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