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Long Home

Last breath, eyes shut closed Memories vanished What was her last thought? Only God knows Her dry bones, I now suppose, lay in a suspended prone repose Waiting, patiently waiting for the change She was always on the go, unprompted moving from here to there She was a restless gypsy soul What was her next move? Only God knows Her decaying body, I now surmise, lay in stiff silence unable to rise Waiting, patiently waiting for the change A change of scenery always suited her, it made her feel metamorphic even She was like a butterfly floating free, traveled wherever her roving eyes could see Where will her final journey be? Only God knows For now, she lay undisturbed in a sunken, unflowered resting place Unmoving in her undesired long home Waiting for her change to finally come, to finally arrive, so her spirit can once again freely roam

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Alexis Y.

Date: 10/22/2016 11:07:00 AM

Hi Freddie, You have penned a good poetic piece. It shows someone whose life journey is about to end. You took the reader on that journey as well. Good job. A without a doubt seven:-) Alexis

Freddie Robinson Jr.
Date: 10/22/2016 2:46:00 PM

Ty, Alexis for your kind and gracious words. And thanks for the rating, it's my first 7. Can't forget you, now can I. Much love to you.

Probir Gupta

Date: 10/22/2016 7:02:00 AM

Very poetic reflections of life upon death ...

Freddie Robinson Jr.
Date: 10/22/2016 2:47:00 PM

Ty, Probir. I always love to be read by your discerning eye. I love your gracious comments even more. Ty, sir. Many blessings to you, friend.