Shirley Hawkins Poet Rhyme

Without a Sigh Goodbye

Last race, fast pace.
Too fast, can't last.

Save breath, postpone death,
Can't walk or talk.

Race is over; count the cost.
Some are winners, others lost.

I know as time goes by,
That someone more incredible than you or I
Know when and how we will die.
And the race will be over without a sigh. Goodbye

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Deb M September 6, 2023 at 7:41 PM I love this Shirley..lt says all that needs to be said…matter of factly no messing about and straight to the point! Ha ! You are No Nonsense Shirley hehe! Great poem….Debx

Gershon Wolf August 22, 2023 at 7:18 PM Interesting way to part company. Most unique! :) Gershon

Yann Rolland August 18, 2023 at 11:38 PM no one knows, i guess, keep the pace, this is a courageaous poem to write, "enjoyed" yann

Quoth Theraven August 18, 2023 at 9:14 PM Shirley, Count the moments made, cherished. Not easy saying goodbyes. Watching others catch jet planes. -Richard