Dread
Fear the tap upon thy shoulder
Dread it more as ye grow older,
It will come, there's no escape
It bears a scythe, and dons a cape.
Entry for
Poe-etic Verse Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Charles Messina
18/2/2020. Placed 2nd.
Copyright © Gary Smith | Year Posted 2020
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