Pallbearing

Our life’s iconic firmament grows dim.
Catherine O’Hara, Dolly; Curry, Tim.

Their laughter, their song, our validation.
These celebrated souls of three nations.

The looks, the quips…& the envelopes pushed.
Our mirrors, our growth…our challenges smushed.

They did & did not belong to us all.
Dim lit in their wake…a character pall.

Death’s unavoidable; claims everyone.
Glad l could witness their time in the sun.

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lbstowe

I see the world through a Painter’s eyes and process it with a Poet's Heart....it's quite a harsh place for the soul. It scratches and wears your true self down, at times, but the Beauty is Addictive. I feel for everyone I encounter. Everyone I encounter is a teacher if I'll let them be. I Empathize with everyone I talk to & I Think about Everything-LEVi

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