Not Like Me Poem by Gulliver Gimble

Not Like Me



Hold my hand tightly.
This is going to be a long walk.
Cushioned love.
Rolled in thin sheets.
White silk in spring.
Slow tears at night.
Flowing waves of blue.
Rich dirt on this new earth.
This new life to be.
To be loved as a child, forever.
You will not be missed.
Hold my hand tightly.
This is going to be a long walk.
And I shall never let go.

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