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Sitting In the Park

Twas I who sat in darkness that night As the angel of death came by He took a seat next to me And let out a small sigh Tis summer’s way I see dear fellow He casually said to me I wait because I’m summoned here It’s my job you see My heart skipped a few times As my eyes blinked in dismay Who are you calling upon tonight? Was what I wanted to say But words just wouldn’t form inside And thoughts just vanished fast Is it me he’s after I wondered? My mind rushed very fast For somewhere close to an hour We both sat there in the dark He then faced me with a chuckle and said “I’m just here waiting for my son in the park”

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014




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