Oh, Death
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Oh, DEATH, you have visited my beloved and I have HATED your final grasp.
I have stood silently at a bedside holding a hand, waiting for death,
Are you an angel, I was asked, yes I whisper, and then the final breath.
In dreams, dear departed drift, dip, disturbing dust of distant doors.
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December 17, 2015
Anagram, Couplet, Alliteration
For the contest, 4 lines, sponsor, Silent One
Second Place
Copyright © Constance La France | Year Posted 2015
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