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In memoriam Dewey R. Hemphill
A dormant seed is sunken 'neath The humus decomposing. The body buried in the dark-- A hopeful presupposing. The end of life, the bitter cold Of Winter insurrection, But what has died shall rise again In Springtime resurrection. The Day foreshadowed by the Night, The sapling by the seed, We gain the everlasting life In death’s mortality. A dormant seed is sunken 'neath, Its death the stipulation To gain the Light of Life and be Immortalized creation.
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Michael Price - I am a husband, father of three, poet, and science teacher at a classical Christian school in Memphis, TN. I have four volumes of poetry. My latest volume The Shadowed Night can be purchased by clicking on the button below. Archives
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