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NO FRIEND OF MINE DIED TODAY

THE MORNING IS BRISK AND COLD

AN ICY BREEZE PASSES OVER THE CANAL

THE GEEN SHOOTS OF THE DAFFODIL ARE ALL OVER THE PLACE

THE CHURCH BELL QUIETENS TO SCHOOL CHILDREN

AND I SMILE

AS NO FRIEND OF MINE DIED TO DAY

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Categorized as Poems

By Timmy Conway

By profession an Accountant By ambition a Politician By nature a Poet

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