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I will become food for the worms
and they'll take it in turns
to feed on my flesh

I will be a creche for their young
what fun,
can't wait.

But
It won't be me there
so why should I care?

It'll be the suitcase that carried me
from point A
to point B

Still food for the worms though
and that's a thought to think upon
when I'm gone.
 Jun 2016 Sam Temple
kelly rai
"do you suppose there is a moonflower
who faces the moon
just like the sunflower does to the sun?"

"you are the moon"
he said looking at me
"and I am your moonflower."
 Jun 2016 Sam Temple
Jack Jenkins
A poet with vibrant soul
Eloquence within every word
Departure for Heaven's gate
An eternal rest is his fate

Inspired many such writers
And beloved by many more
Family always close to his heart
A heart larger than it's size
A poet from this site is gone. It seems Mr. Chris Vaillancourt has passed away. Though I never got to speak with him personally, I fell in love with his wonderful works. I'll be glad to see him when I pass from this world and maybe get to know him, then. :)

This is where I found out.
http://poetfreak.com/705083/chris-vaillancourt-rip.html
Tuesday- 7:30 am: Home from work
                   Feed the cat
                    Have breakfast
                    run errands - buy cat food
                    Go to bed
                     9:30pm:
                     Get up-eat dinner
                     Feed the cat
                     Go to work
Copy/Paste for Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday

"Pick myself up!
"Dust myself off!

"And start all over again!"

richard riddle: 06-07-2016
Song-"Pick Yourself Up": Nat King Cole: can be viewed on You Tube. I took the liberty of substituting "myself" in place of "yourself" which is in the original title.
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