7. My Time Poem by Sonya Carey

7. My Time



Sitting alone
Lost in thought
A knock at the door
Answer
The reaper is here
It's time
Ask for a last goodbye
Five minutes
Kiss your family
Scratch your pets head
Grab the reaper
By the hand
Stroll into darkness

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