LIFE Poem: A Put Out Candle in the Rain, by William Weiss

To think there was so much beauty in a voice that never sang
To think a needle prick would cure someone else’s pain
How could we see the tying of the knot every day
And think he wouldn’t hang
Both victims, but one of tragedy one praise
Eye to eye for a second but don’t see the same way
Won a medal for bravery
One flower on the other’s grave
Over time the shine will rust
The dandelion grows again
Could any praise be worth…

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