Mimie Durand Poems
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When The Sun Sets Over The Ocean
When the sun sets over the ocean
when the moon begins to rest
she sits at the ocean’s beach
its red cloak disappears in the west.
Each evening she yearns for its beauty
the feeling cannot be surpassed
she wishes its elegance would prevail
but like a ship it lowers its mast.
Soon she’ll be as one with the sunset
the sickness has taken its toll
the thought of resting in its magnificence
lulls her heart and soul
Dedicated to Debbie Wherland
I'll be executed sometime today
Iï¿½ve been on death row now five years.
Hope that it's speedy with no delay
when l face the devil and all his peers.
I can sense the loved oneï¿½s fear-
they're sitting so rigid and tall.
I wish I could wipe away their tears
through glass and sound-proofed walls.