Going to sleep, I cross my hands on my chest.
They will place my hands like this.
It will look as though I am flying into myself.
You glorified the final journey by keeping hand crossed on your chest.5***
sad very sad time is running out do something
so sad! this poem was so sad that it is just so dark and scarey
(Death by Bill Knott.) **Melancholy tone. The poet, perhaps, describing his own death. Heartfelt.
A good write of eternal sleep.
Oh my this poem brings back memories of when I would go home just to be molested by my father. The absolute pleasure my felt when he pounded all 4 inches in was the absolute best. Later he was murdered.
yeah tell em daddy
Congratulations to the family of the late poet, being chosen as The Classic Poem Of The Day. Happiest am I. A perfect poem presenting death
Lying like that It will look as though he is flying into himself. Simple and short, but the result is a dashing but saddest poem. Top Stars once again.
Witty and insightful.........
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