Death has No Friends

Hayes Songs were sung, glorious praise heaped, sorrow gripped, wrung tears of fear and blame, a body stretched can feel no shame. And in the darkness, forever present, patiently abiding, death stands alone in shadow’s home, quiet, silent, familiar but friendless.

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Touching death

It was Benjamin Franklin who coined the phrase, In this world nothing can be said to be certain, except death and taxes. Since the Panama Papers, taxes are no longer a sure fire thing. So that leaves us with death, as fascinating to the young, as it is the terror of age. I remember the…Read more Touching death