Mr. Guy, you are very gifted at letting us see through your eyes and feel what you were feeling - just as your poetry evokes an emotional response.

Your poem asks:
Who will ring the Bell of Freedoms song?
When we are gone? When we are gone?

Those of us here will ring the bell and will hopefully have taught our own that their freedoms come with the responsibility to uphold them as you did in your time.

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Regards, Michelle

Oliver Goldsmith, "I love everything that's old: old friends, old times, old manners, old books, old wines."