Finality
Finality
Written: by Tom Wright
February 2015
As days surrender to tomorrow,
They become captives of our past,
Forthcoming is No parole, no pardon,
Just short visitation privileges.
As our past enlarges, finality grows closer.
One breath sets-apart, today and tomorrow,
And each has a destiny with death.
Copyright © Tom Wright | Year Posted 2019
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