|Columbia (standard:poetry, 92 words)|
|Author: kendall thomas||Added: Feb 02 2003||Views/Reads: 1930/0||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
Columbia . This bright morning star, this plume of smoke and fire that falls, was our love, the finger of God, pointing out our destiny and yours. . Do not grieve long, sweet loved ones, but carry on. For we have left our home for a far better home, and can only live now within your hearts. . Some day, when you infant dreamers will have reached the stars, pause; look back through the eon leaning years and you will see seven phantom shadows nod, then, with unfaltering steps, retire. ~ Will Tweet
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