Poetry 3
Beginning of paper
Since the dawn of time, human beings have been in a constant struggle to survive. Whether you are a man or women, black or white, rich or poor, the hardships of life have seemed to bind us together in a very cruel world. Many poets write about poverty, envy, and the outcome of war which are just a few of the many battles people fight e ....
Middle of paper
.... Let me float across the sky, ‘till I can rest again.” The storm represents death and the taking away of her soul to her heavenly inheritance. “Fall gentle snowflake, cover me with white cold icy kisses and let me rest tonight,” is the image of snow falling on her grave. The last stanza is, “Sun, rain, curving sky, mountain, oceans, leaf and stone, star shine, moon glow, you’re all that I can call my own.& ....
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Number of words: 877
Number of pages: 4 (approx. 250 words per double-spaced page)
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