My Lament
I feel my
life decaying,
the end
is not that far;
I treasure moments-
a bird song,
raindrops,
my soft cat,
my friends,
family,
I love snow
falling in the woods;
my adieu but a soft
word,
a whisper drifting.
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September 2, 2019
Poetry/Yalto/Verse/My Lament
Copyright Protected, ID 19-1177-768-02
All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.
Written for the contest, Yalto Poems Only
sponsor, Emile Pinet
Fourth Place
Copyright © Constance La France | Year Posted 2019
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