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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Copyright © Jeanne Mcgee | Year Posted 2021
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