Billy Loving Poems

Breath slows
Death, soon, he knows
Saying his final prayer
As he lies there without a care
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Attendant, watching
While he's making my milkshake
Handing it to me
The first bit touching my tongue
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Riding the waves
Into their graves
Mariner's delight
As he rides on through the night
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A radiant face
Appearing within the crowd
Happily smiling
Hurriedly she approaches
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Unyielding pounding rain outside
Nothing to do
Nowhere to ride
Days left, so few
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Rhythmic rain beating
Upon the tin roof
As I lay in bed
A welcomed pleasant old friend
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The skillful spider
Meticulously weaving
His glistening web
Filling my mind with wonderment
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