Karen Edwards-Gregory Poet Free verse

Sting of Death

Death,
The stealer of life,
Leaving so much pain for the heart and soul.

Death,
So final 
So sure
Stings like a bee.
Leaving me, sore.

Death,
Comes only to snatch you from us
You, my friend, gone forever
Never to be seen again.

Oh! Missing my colleague and friend.

But death has not won 
My colleague lives on.
His warm smile,
His infectious laugh, 
His generosity,
His compassion, 
Cannot be stolen from our hearts.

Because, you, my friend, live on in our memories.

Now and forever
Rest in peace.

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James Edward Lee Sr. October 5, 2017 at 7:38 PM This is a treasure and honor placed upon a lost friend and or loved one. Beautiful Be Blessed, thanks for sharing, James Karen Edwards-Gregory October 5, 2017 at 8:10 PM James,loosing a frined is always so sad and tragic. Blessing to you too.

Sheila Sacks May 5, 2017 at 4:53 AM May the memories of your beloved friend always bring you comfort. A lovely heartfelt poem, Karen! Hugs Karen Edwards-Gregory May 5, 2017 at 8:01 AM I am grateful for your thoughts. It is so sad, but coping with his death every moment.