Death Poem by Barry Middleton
Death
In a dream came a stranger
all in black and smiling.
And foolish trust compelled me,
and I said enter friend,
and did not turn to see,
but only heard
the whistle of the scythe.
Wednesday, April 13, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: death
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5/5/2024 1:33:21 PM # 1.0.0.1119
And foolish trust compelled me Great line Barry I dreamt last week I was at my own funeral And no one could see me
Spooky dream. When death does come we have no choice but to let him in. This little poem was another one I wrote many years ago.