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Grumpy Guy

I have never ceased to smile ever since he died,
critics may find this statement inappropriate, but its questionable why?

The three of us grew up together but there was one really grumpy guy.
We would crack jokes with each other; looking to see if he would smile for a while.
He would laugh and it would almost instantly die.
Damn! This was one grumpy guy.

He fell terribly ill last July,
I drove him to the hospital for fear that he would die.
Surely I never expected to say good bye
Nevertheless, things do happen in July

Our friend knew not how near he was to flat line
Nor did we, before the news of his decline.
I looked down at his face and was sure I could find,
A smile even bigger than mine.

— Jahleel Drigo, Dec 25, 2009

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Country/Region: VIR

Favorite Poets: “Withdraw into yourself and look. And if you do not find yourself beautiful yet, act as does the creator of a statue that is to be made beautiful: he cuts away here, he smoothes there, he makes this line lighter, this other purer, until a lovely face has grown upon his work. So do you also: cut away all that is excessive, straighten all that is crooked, bring light to all that is overcast, labour to make all one glow of beauty and never cease chiselling your statue, until there shall shine out on you from it the godlike splendour of virtue, until you shall see the perfect goodness surely established in the stainless shrine... Never did eye see the sun unless it had first become sunlike, and never can the soul have vision of the First Beauty unless itself be beautiful.”, Plotinus, The Enneads

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xena465

xena465

16 years 4 months ago

Beautiful

Hi Jahleel If this is a true story (poem) about a friend of yours? Then you did him proud with what you've written. xena465