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Dnr

DNR
David J Walker

How is it that my friend
Knew it was the end
Was a cardinal singing 
At his windowsill
Releasing a song on the wind
Or did a lonesome whippoorwill 
Whistle its warning of 
Impending snow
How did he know

Were there ravens and owls
And dogs howling nearby
Or did he find a feather from
An angels wing that
Caught his eye
Fluttering in the evening 
Twilight
And knew that night would soon fall
Did he hear the call 
From the sweet voice of his mother
Did he see the hand extended from
His father
Guiding him through the yonder
Fields of the abyss 

How did he know after
The diagnosis of COVID 
It would be his time to go

And he laid himself down
In the hospital bed
Signing the DNR
And in ten days  my
Dear friend was dead
RIP Tom
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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January 11, 2021 at 3:29 AM
Ravens, owls, the howl of a dog...such things we associate with death. I'm sorry you've lost your friend, Tom. I always listen to you recite your poems, David, and this one was spoken with sadness. I'm sure Tom would like knowing he was immortalized in your poem.
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January 12, 2021 at 8:01 AM
Thank you, Jenna. Yes, too much sadness right now. this one was hard to do.
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