Part the curtains hung.
Let its blinding, bittersweet light -
drip from your tongue.
Open your eyes to all
of life’s beauty.
Forget not to make
your own life extraordinary.
From the moment we come crying
to the moment we leave dying -
We will forever be remembered
by what’s in between.
Life’s powerful poetry reads on,
contribute your verse
or be remembered for nothing…
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Donato R. Vytiaco
18 February 2002
