Death Poem by Donald R Wolff JR

Death



Death is like a dream to wake
From here and now
Our own selves we'll take

Beyond the clouds across the stormy shores
Once again must cross an open door

Close thine eyes for soon you'll wake
Born within somewhere, another place
Until all time is lived, till nevermore
Shall wake again, A newly born

Death come forth and set us free
Bring our souls to rest, And let them sleep
If only one wish for a perfect dream
Bless one life with love
Eternally

(08/31/2020)

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