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Pick-A-Title, Vol 46 - Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Edward Ibeh
10/11/2024
The years have worn my body down;
and soon, I'll breathe my final breath.
Life has left me tired and rundown;
but I am not afraid of Death;
though I'll meet His gaze with a frown.
Lately, time has been running fast;
and my bones are getting fragile.
Many friends have already passed;
thank God my mind is still agile,
but I don't expect that to last.
Fate has not been overly kind;
yet, overall, life has been good.
With a positive frame of mind
life is real, not Hollywood;
I'll regret leaving it behind.
I will miss humanity's grace;
and the unique sound of laughter.
Memories my death will erase
can't join me in the hereafter;
until then, they're mine to embrace.
Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2024
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