All That Is Gold Does Not Glitter,
Not All Those Who Wander Are Lost
-Tolkien

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Mr. Hemingway - A Tribute Poem

Mr. Hemingway, we would have been friends,
I might have helped you write again.
How one who lived more than most dare,
Walked so easily to death's care?

Owning a talent few will attain,
Daily living with unseen pain.
Learning from a fine example,
Only death I care not sample.

You grabbed each moment with such force,
Only fire through your veins did course.
If I had the courage, just like you,
I quake to see the feats I would do.