Death Poem by Dann Thomas

Death



When life has played its part
And death breathes once and last
When tears dry, and all left are bones and burnt
Let the waters spread the ashes to unknown ends.
And then briefly remain a memory, a thought
That surely in mans's time will be forever lost

Tuesday, September 8, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: life and death
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