Mixed Poetry At Life's End
Life has a beginning and a end,
for me when and where will it all end by friend.
I wish I knew how many more days I have left,
like other's deaths will come like a theft.
In this crazy world I must go on,
getting crazier with each new dawn.
A world that is being eaten alive,
a world that is not for me yet I must survive.
Now at life's end,
I cannot pretend.
Death sits here and awaits,
for I do not know the times or dates.
A peaceful heaven waits,
I cannot wait to see the pearly gates.
To see the ones I have missed the most,
the love ones who I hold very close.
Copyright © Paula Goldsmith | Year Posted 2024
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