When they lay me down, all too soon,
and measure how I loved my fellow man,
will they bring a bucket or a spoon?
A contest entry
- Five Lines of Whatever #2, If You Will by Heavenly Angel.
550 points, ended October 20, 25 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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oh my dear friend,
I am sure they will bring more than a bucket!!
you are priceless
sss
love and blessings
Rend


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I would imagine they will need an army of bulldozers!
This is a powerful poem in brevity dear and sure makes
the reader look inward to their own self.
I wish you much luck in this contest, it appears to me that you have
written a winner here. Excellent write hun.
Suzi

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aw, a bucket, i am sure... i love this..


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Oh profound!
I think most everyone would hope that they would bring a bucket or even a truck!
I very much enjoyed this!
Thank you for sharing!




