If Death Were An Object

If death were an object like a ball would it roll to the highest point and create
  evil destruction.  Or if it were a metal disk that could raise itself to the bitter ends
  of it's final destination. Death can appear in many different forms. Death could be
  like a song that lingers with beautiful melodies. Death could be a portrait with many
  faces and poses. Death can wait or death can watch. It might squeeze the life out
  of every precious opening until there is nothing but a hint of despair. 
                 But a sweet song of death can only wait and be subtle
                 and ease into your surrounding and gently choose you
                 to become the object in which it must collect.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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April 11, 2011 at 6:23 PM
Tina this was a very touching and most beautiful piece of well written poetry, and welcome to Poetry soup. I am so very sorry for your grandaughter Eden, what a lovely and beautiful name, my heart really goes out to you, i know how i would feel if my grand daughter or grand son would die. thank you so very much for reading a dear drop fell today and for your kind comment.
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