Death
Dawn in full scope
Sculpts brief new hope
To help us cope
Grand dreams now fade
In sweeping trade
Made yet unmade
Joy in brief spring
Mellows to fling
A hollow ring
Too soon life dies
In oozing dry
A final sigh
Death is not late
In stroke of fate
Here by this gate
No need to fear
What yet seems clear
Love holds each dear
A friendly squeeze
A final sneeze
Gone with the breeze
We mourn the dead
In fear and dread
More dead than dead
Leon Enriquez
13 December 2017
Singapore
Copyright © Leon Enriquez | Year Posted 2017
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