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Primrose Skyway

enticing primrose sky
shall today be the day I die
certainly not the day after tomorrow
that's my day off
and tomorrow is Sunday
I don't want to die on a Sunday
too many persnickety busybodies
flittering fresh from sweltering pews
so today is a good day
well. maybe later this evening
the primrosey sky is still too beautiful

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I'll have to hang this in my archives. It should be framed under a painting of some dour indian chief. (Be wary posting more than one a day or you'll wake the dragon).
Your poetry is, in a word, fun.

W. H. Snow

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this one! I guess that it typifies my thoughts about dying. I always have a reason not to. Today, it is the Primrose Sky. Tomorrow it will be the smell of roses or the taste of a juicy burger. Sometimes just the joy of reading like-minded people such as yourself. Great work. ~ Gee

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You will not be asked to go, the journey is preplanned by others, they will not ask you if you have packed a bag or bought a ticket.
Mind you the trip is free, as to primrose skies that you have seen them they are in the past.
One day you will be called, but in a voice you may not hear, and the sky will be something you have never seen but it has always been there,
Yours Ian.T

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So find more reasons to believe in others..

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