Death
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(English Sonnet)
Somber as death doth pace about her room
The sadness cloaks with black the loud silence
Gone souls she’s loved wait there at her cold tomb
The orb of death prepares silent cadence
My heart weighted with words that go unsaid
Whisper a hushed farewell, my last goodbye
The sentinel, I wait, beside her bed
For death to come and thus release my cry
From there her eye one tear I see the sheen
As each wave of her chest I wait the last
Her breaths come now so deep and long between
With one last breath the stillness she has passed
I see her soul take leave in that minute
The tears come now as death takes her with it.
Written for “DEATH” Contest
Sponsored by Craig Cornish
October 24, 2017
Copyright © Judith S | Year Posted 2017
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