Genius. By themischievousannaMay 16, 2015 ( 2 ) All that he had learned, Was gone the day he died He tried to tell us, he tried. Share this:Share on TumblrTweet Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit More Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Click to print (Opens in new window) Print PocketLike Loading... Categories: ArtTags: art, fiction&poetry, genius, horror, life, people, philosophy, photography, poetry, Thoughts, writing Related Articles Natural Mistake. By themischievousannaMarch 9, 2025 Messenger in a Bottle. By themischievousannaFebruary 15, 2025 Home of the Fee, Land of the Claim Denial. By themischievousannaFebruary 12, 2025 2 comments › Laine Anne Theodore May 16, 2015 • 11:29 am Many years ago, I was an activity director in a long term care center. I witnessed the truth of your poem many times. LikeLike Reply ↓ Daedalus Lex May 16, 2015 • 4:50 pm Love the double-take rhythm of that last line! LikeLike Reply ↓ Leave a comment Cancel reply Δ
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Many years ago, I was an activity director in a long term care center. I witnessed the truth of your poem many times.
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Love the double-take rhythm of that last line!
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