A Parable
posted by Grover at 5/28/2005 10:42:00 PM
Saturday, May 28, 2005
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3 Comments:
Exactly.
Fading away like the stars in the morning.
Losing their light in the glorious sun.
Thus would we pass from this earth and its toiling.
Only remembered for what we have done.
Only the truth in the fife we have spoken.
Only the seed that in life we have sown.
These shall pass onwards when we are forgotten.
Only remembered for what we have done.
Orb, what do you want to be remembered for?
Well as anything significant that I ever do will no doubt be bad - I'm hoping not to be remembered.
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