when death comes
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Written on June 27, 2025
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When death is spoken
the word clings to the skin
like a heart, once broken
not knowing how or when
when death comes to call
the tears feel like the wind
stilling the spirit of us all
wondering how we’ve sinned?
When death is on the mind
there is a feeling of such confusion
might our time - life just rewind
was it all just a great delusion?
when death brings its shadow
and our hearts feel so alone
nothing we can buy or borrow
to silence the fears we’ve known
when death tells its story
there is nothing we can say
we’ll simply move to glory
leaving life, where we always pray…
for our lives to shine with love
for our purpose to be achieved
for our spirits to go home, above
leaving behind friends who grieved
Copyright © Regina Mcintosh | Year Posted 2025
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