Whispering Smoke
WHISPERING SMOKE
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Could peace last. could it?
If all life could pursue it,
Could it be, could it?
Or like whispered smoke,
Just last so long, dependent
On its source, its strength.
I fear not my life, not I.
I fear not death, but what it leaves,
My legacy, my words, a wealth of wisdom.
I pray not broken hearts.
Another ten, fifteen years,
And only then if I remain lucid.
To all my extended family,
My friends, I look forward
To your continued support.
Until the day the Grim Reaper wins,
When again the whispering smoke,
Will whisper for eternity.
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