A Yorkshire Poet Poet Free verse

What a Cruel Yet Funny Way To Lose

"Remember this"

His last words holding onto me as he died

I never knew what he meant

Was it: 'remember me?'

Was it: 'remember you?'

Those words seem to haunt me

I'll never know the truth.

Imagine passing over in mid sentence?

What a cruel yet funny way to lose!

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Dineen Williams Gault February 5, 2016 at 6:23 PM Would be haunting to not know for sure. But sure seems like an unforgettable person and life. Agreeing with Ovidiu, a touching read. A Yorkshire Poet February 9, 2016 at 2:40 AM Hi Dineen, it was written thinking about the irony of someone's last words. They may have left it too late? They may have chosen the wrong words? Imagine that irony? Something sad yes, but also funny? Thanks.

Ovidiu Bocsa February 5, 2016 at 3:12 PM So touching and clever poem as deep meditation. Congrat. Continue to share, please. A Yorkshire Poet February 9, 2016 at 2:42 AM Hi Ovidiu, it's an imaginary write about the irony of last words. Thanks for your comments. Cheers.