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The Beast
by Eddie Thompson
Friday, September 18, 2009
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(Usually, it's at night when I miss my wife the most. She passed a little over four months ago and still the sleep comes uneasy.)

Another night is falling;
Soon the shadows will grow long.
Then the beast will come a’ calling,
Singing his baleful song.

Pretending not to hear him,
I turn away in open shame.
My heart knows something’s missing,
But it will not be the pain.

The ravenous beast grows hungry!
He growls; he moans; he screams.
I’ll cling to thoughts more sunny
‘Till he violates my dreams.

The morning won’t come soon enough;
But the tears will surely come.
I’ll endure the beast’s relentless bluff
‘Till the night is finally done.

Alabaster Publishing Company

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Reviewed by richard cederberg	9/20/2009

A brilliant LIGHT is soon approaching for HIS bride. I am truly sorry for your loss. Your poem is moving and reflects a wisdom that most do not possess richard




Reviewed by Joyce Bell	9/18/2009

ALTHOUGH IT DOESN'T SEEM LIKE IT...TEARS ARE A 'BALM' THAT HEALS THE WOUNDS FOR ...'WEEPING ENDURES FOR A NIGHT BUT JOY COMES IN THE MORNING' ... IT WILL GET BETTER, MY DEN BROTHER, LITTLE BY LITTLE. MAY GOD GIVE YOU PEACE AND RELEASE IN YOUR ACHING HEART. THANKS FOR SHARING. BLESSINGS. JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS

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