All Alone By Ronald S Porter
momma and daddy, dead and gone
brother and sister too
no sons, no daughters to carry on
i sit here and wait, alone
for Death has followed my trail
since the sound of my first wail
rose to meet a cold, rainy morn
no matter how many i've loved or known
i'll die as i lived and, was born
on my own... all alone
Copyright © Ron Porter | Year Posted 2012
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