Behind All Things Good
I cry at weddings
Do not ask me why
Maybe it’s the abundance
Of love and happiness
Weighing down the air
Or the awareness that
Behind all things good
There is a looming end
I rejoice at funerals
Do not ask me why
Maybe it’s for the life
That scratched the earth
And whatever, left its mark
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You’re currently reading “Behind All Things Good,” an entry on Gladius Poeticus
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- augustus 27, 2013 / 7:36 am
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- English Poetry, Poëzie Algemeen
Gladius Poeticus 
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