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- Go to George Herbert’s The Pulley
This poem breathes a lot of fact.
Understandable. Man loves treasures way too much, and he cannot take them with him when it is his time to leave this earth.
posted by
Sherri_G
on April 26, 2021 at 7:47 AM
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Living until your forties back then was considered old age, or so I have heard.
posted by
Sherri_G
on April 26, 2021 at 7:44 AM
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I have learned over my life that although I have some treasures I take everywhere with me, I really need very little of this life's clutter both physical and emotional. My mind and heart are with Wiley now as he fights his last fight here and I am wishing I could go with him.
posted by
Kabu
on April 21, 2021 at 5:10 PM
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I will have to study this further after bit, dear Aba. Thank you, as always. 
posted by
Sea_Gypsy
on April 21, 2021 at 3:38 PM
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This is so true a gift denied perhaps for a purpose.
posted by
C_C_T
on April 21, 2021 at 9:06 AM
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