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    GOODBYE MR. SMITH

    Goodbye Mr. Smith

    A void that cannot be filled

    Haikus just aren't here

    I thought about this

    And I am so very lost

    Counting my fingers

    xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

    Sometimes it takes me awhile to digest a loss. I deny. Creative Corner was one man's corner in my mind.

    Two AM and all seems lost to me. Maybe I am reminded of my own mortality...

    That is all I got right now.

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    Whoever fixed this; THANK YOU.

    I wished to add a song in remembrance of Mr. Smith.

    I used to play this song years ago. Mr. Smith played it on some comment to one of my blogs awhile ago.

    I think he was making fun of me. hahahahah

    We used to make fun of each other.

    We would exchange ideas in the middle of the night.

    ha

    And we never were sure what the hell time it really was.

    hahahah

     

     


    While we have fingers,
    uncurling from two clenched fists,
    we should count with them.

    Mr Smith will be quite pissed
    if he learns we lost heart now.


    We should count with them.

    Five, then seven, back to five ...

    Syllabic laughter.

      He always knew the rhythm

      of life is in our fingers.

     

     

     

     


    We should count with them
    and count upon each other.
    Break time is over.


    Break time is over??

    Jeez ... just when I started to

    get a grip on things.

    wink


    Missy, this is ten months late.

    I just did not get the allusion to:

    Get a grip on things.

    This line just got to me now.

    Yeah


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