On Death. Poem by Peter Vealey

On Death.



Although I am
Not of this world,
Does not mean
I do not
Think of this world
Who I was
My words are here,
My thoughts clear
My spirit near.

Sunday, April 3, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: death
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
Peter Vealey

Peter Vealey

Hertfordshire
Close
Error Success