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The Death Angel

Here of late the death angel passed this way He didn't stop here to call one of us home The death angel visited far away 'Twas this man from home who inspired this poem Also a lady about a mile away(as the crow flies) Died within hours of his life's ending The man lived a long life had many birthdays A lady who passed pulled family's heartstrings She was younger with her death unexpected. Lying down, never thought this would be last night. Death angel came and she was appointed Through the great darkness she saw the bright light We were given a while longer to live God called_ age not an anticipative Finis'...

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Kathryn Collins

Date: 4/2/2013 8:09:00 AM

Dear Sara - Yes - it is a more appropriate ending. "age not an an anticipative" "she was appointed" Thank you for the new ending. It has personal meaning for me. xxx's ooo's Kathy

Debbie Duncan

Date: 3/31/2013 4:53:00 PM

Hi Sara, I like what you did with this, thank you for letting me know you finished it, I posted one called Set yourself free. Happy Easter Sara ;} I'm glad I checked my soupmail ;}

Funom Makama

Date: 3/31/2013 2:37:00 AM

Wow... You have said it all... Sometimes, the way I see it, we are always accompanied by the Angel of death and the day it embraces us is the day we go to the after Life. I am glad I read this

Lucilla Carrillo

Date: 3/30/2013 8:32:00 PM

Sara; I'm glad that you finished the poem. No one knows when our time will be up. The death Angel know who He is going to take. Have a wonderful Easter with your family. Lucilla

Debbie Duncan

Date: 3/28/2013 11:50:00 PM

Hi Sara,,,, I've come to wish you a Happy Easter,,,, I like what you wrote up there. Will you be adding to it ? ;}

Kathryn Collins

Date: 3/25/2013 7:52:00 AM

And on he goes to find a mark. Unfinished indeed. Beautiful. love, Kathy

Lucilla Carrillo

Date: 3/24/2013 1:41:00 PM

Sara; that is good that He didn't stop. He knows when our time will come. Are you still going to add more to this poem? Thanks for sharing. Lucilla

Funom Makama

Date: 3/23/2013 9:44:00 AM

beautiful poem, well written. In such a windy and snowy day, reading this piece just completes my relaxation. What a poem!