My answer is D) The years gone by
The following is my reasoning:
This poem has a theme of losing a loved one and the process of aging and in the lines "Murmur, a little sadly, how Love fled / And paced upon the mountains overhead / and hid his face amid a crowd of stars." The narrator wrote this poem for his wife to read in her old age, assuming he wrote this for her before his own death (this statement is supported by the first stanza of the poem).
<h2>Hello the answer to this question is:</h2><h2>Junior states that while his grandmother has many great qualities, her tolerance is the one that means the most to him. Junior explains that his grandmother holds firmly to the old Indian principles that existed before the Christians came along and instilled fear into Indians.</h2><h2>Sorry, if this is too much... I just wanted to make sure that if you had to state your answer you could have some textual evidence. </h2><h2>Make sure that you re-read so while your saying it, it flows casually.</h2><h2>Good Luck to you!!</h2>
Answer: Hoi friend,
Hey, I missed sooo much and you dont even know it! Its just not the same around here with you gone. Oh and today Anniyah just pranked the teacher and it was soo funny and when I just turned around to see you I forgot you were gone :( . I miss getting into something crazy with you. I miss our crazy plans and things we say to each other. It is genuinely true that we would be put in a mental hospital if other people heard what we said to each other. I miss writing to each other in class instead of writing notes. I miss our fast food runs after school instead of studying together. I remember when we first met. Neither of us knew what to say, so we started the way most great friends do, with “hello, my name is…” From there, one could say the rest is history. But it’s that history that is so important.
There are so many things I miss about you. I miss seeing you smile when I say something unintentionally funny. I miss our movie nights, when it was just the two of us. I miss the way you were an open ear, a shoulder to lean on and someone to laugh with, all in one package. Omg I miss you :(
From your friend, Annikah
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The heart tells a tale to the narrator, the fear in the heart leads to the man doing what he did. The homicide.
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