Last Tear

Black eyes shallow breath 
Pasty skin inviting death
Laughter ceased sun went down
The moon moving in shadows roving around
Wheelchair bound prayers’ are said
Struggle one legged into a lonely bed
Dogs climb up settle down
Deaf and old don’t hear a sound
Angel of Death is on the prowl
Seeking a soul the dogs’ do growl
Lifeless form within the bed
Last Tear rolls no life she’s dead
Sun rises mom comes around
Dogs go out she makes no sound
Hours later still the same 
911 this is no game
Mom feels bad and takes the blame
Angel of Death up to his same old game
Last Tear rolls no life she’s dead
Lifeless form within the bed.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Mo Avatar
December 6, 2019 at 2:58 AM
Such a sad poem.
White Avatar
December 13, 2019 at 3:40 PM
Thank you Mr. Mo
Adams Avatar
October 21, 2019 at 7:29 PM
such a poignant write....i can't imagine the pain but you pen it well...one can see this scene...
White Avatar
December 13, 2019 at 3:40 PM
Thank. You very much Sandy
One Avatar
October 13, 2019 at 10:28 AM
this is heartbreaking and sad.. is this a true story?
White Avatar
October 13, 2019 at 5:16 PM
Yes it is SO.
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