A light bright and fading fast a soul leaves
never caught a smile nor a touch so soft
he ran so fast he forgot to look once more
each tree he planted never took root
he just blew away with the wind one day
blond and sensitive was he with words
he wrote from the heart..

Though he was young he knew his heart
he wrote down his hurts tearful in vain
he left like a rose drying in the summers sun
all marks carved in gold never felt earthly joy
he gaze above the clouds saw wondrous beauty
soon he left to live a life a new so brand new
this young man of love and beauty bid fare-well
to the world of poetry..

He now writes poetry from far, he touches heart
he brings what was and could of been in play
he brings harmony in the mind of a young poet
he lived way before his time this young man
he left much to young but he will always be
in the minds and hearts of all who love poetry..

Dedicated to----Edward Vincent  



By Derena
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