The Last Journey
There was pain that lasted until the end
Then the silence and darkness not to comprehend
The tunnel of light shone in brilliant white
That over came any willingness to continue to fight
Slowly they canme making themselves known
The faces of friends and relatives felt like home
As they gathered around welcoming gestures were the best
This death overcame the questions long held in this quest.
© Paul Warren Poetry
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