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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required DEATH? The hour of darkness is near at hand The cold night air blows a warning From out of the night a whistle screams And the earth erupts in light He sits huddled in his shell crater Cool rain drizzles in about him The mud oozes around his feet A bug bites and crawls down his neck The moon is full in a cloudless sky A soft warm breeze wafts her curtains She sits on her bed thinking His picture clutched in her hands From out of the night a whistle screamed And earth erupted in light The mud oozed to new depths in the crater And the bug looked for something new to bite The moon is no longer full behind a clouded sky A cooler breeze moves her curtains She sits on her bed thinking And a tear falls on his picture The hour of darkness has come and gone An afternoon sun is low in a cloudy sky She stands, hands clasped, and weeps He is here, but he is no more She is gone now And all the people and the noise They have all gone away And will return no more I am glad that they have gone For at last I am alone The earth smells fresh and cool And I have found peace at last The racing is over now I have no more worry or fear All that was left long ago And I am no longer concerned The sound and the fuss have ended They will bother me no more The darkness grows and I am alone And for the first time I know peace And now He comes I can feel His presence I do not fear him I just wonder about him Why has He come for me What have I done to call Him Is this just a dream Or is He really here for me It seems so strange I do not feel any different I can still think and feel And yet I know that He is here We are going now It is not as I thought it would be There is no cold, no pain There is only Him and me and peace The way is dark and long We do not speak, just walk The road is smooth, free of stones And at the end is light (C) 1969, 2009 B. E. Parks All Rights Reserved Senti Poem
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