Lost forever

When the American poet Paul Laurence Dunbar died, his mother opened his home in Dayton, Ohio, to the public, so that people from all walks of life could come experience his life, even though he was no longer alive. She left his room exactly as it was on the day of his death and refused to allow anyone to touch a thing. In pride of place on the great man’s desk was a pad on which he had been drafting his last poem. But after her death, her friends discovered that Paul Laurence Dunbar’s last poem had been lost forever. Because his mother had made his room into a shrine and not moved anything, the sun had bleached the ink in which the poem was written until it was invisible. The poem was gone.
It is a reminder that life has to go on, and If we stay in mourning, we lose even that which we mourn.

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