Jeanne Mcgee Poet Pantoum

On the Threshold

on the threshold of my last held breath
my loss of you my grief because of death
will fill my heart, not with air, but despair
though I would know it ineluctably

my loss of you my grief because of death
to never walk by your side with love abide
though I would know it ineluctably
still my sorrow gathers tears indelibly

to never walk by your side with love abide
will fill my heart, not with air, but despair
still my sorrow gathers tears indelibly
on the threshold of my last held breath


4-27-21
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Gordon Mcconnell April 29, 2021 at 12:30 PM Rather fine piece Jeanne, it brings out the emotions of one's final hour and how each of us would approach it if we knew it was near. Blessings,Gordon