Living Dead

Amy Brantley
There comes a time when we are dead to our loved ones
Dead to the night; dead to the sky
For this - we hang our heads and cry

Published by Amy Brantley - Featured Contributor in Lifestyle

A passionate writer who specializes in food-related content and has hopes of changing the way people think about cooking. Has published over a thousand pieces of food-related content. Amy is available for wr...  View profile

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  • Jody Morse2/14/2011

    Very good poem, but very sad too!

  • Bridgitte Williams2/11/2011

    Oh, this was so cool and emotional. Again, great work. Loved it.

  • Bridgitte Williams2/11/2011

    Excellent poetry! :-) I can so relate. Bravo. You are so talented. Write on!!

  • Malina Debrie1/31/2011

    nice!

  • Charlotte Kuchinsky1/31/2011

    I like!

  • Sophie S1/31/2011

    How sad, Amy! Thanks for sharing.
    Sophie

  • Pat Stockett Johnston1/31/2011

    I believe we live on in the memories of our loved ones, that we are never really gone.

  • Lodie Quezada1/31/2011

    It does not have to die, speak life and will come alive.

  • Laura Cone1/31/2011

    great job

  • Kay Balbi1/31/2011

    I can relate except instead of calling it dead, I call it existing

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