Merely Curious
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I think about death as I grow older
not with any trepidation or fears,
even though death’s cowl may be soaked in tears.
I've reviewed the beliefs in my folder
for as hopes of an afterlife smolder
it's become more appealing o’er the years.
Viewing my past in shades of black and white
I'm hoping to see color beyond this,
even though there is plenty I will miss.
Like the sun in the day and moon at night
human touch, smell, and especially sight,
but even more, the love behind a kiss.
Heaven, damnation, or oblivion,
what fate awaits me? Merely curious.
(Verse)
03/13/2020
Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2020
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