The Chase
I remember when the chase began
So many years ago.
I saw you turn, so terrified
You had just met your foe.
Deep in your eyes I saw the fear,
The why, the when, what for?
Wondering when death would come,
Knocking at your door.
Then with resolve you looked at him
Ready for the fight ,
Your fear had turned to anger
You fought with all your might.
The battle lasted many years,
The wounds, they took their toll.
One night while you were sleeping,
The angels took your soul.
Now we who still are breathing
Remember how you fought,
And even though you could not win,
The precious moments that you bought.
Brenda Meier-Hans
October 2012
3rd place Contest: One Sad Poem
Copyright © Brenda Meier-Hans | Year Posted 2014
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