Death Comes Poem by Paul Warren

Death Comes



Death will come for everyone
In all-natural things life ends as sure as it's begun
Sometimes you are able to prepare
Other times it sneaks up grabbing you there

There may be no rhyme or reason
All that's left is the grieving
And picking up the pieces is what's left
Families moving on are so bereft.

© Paul Warren Poetry

Wednesday, April 29, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: death
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Paul Warren

Paul Warren

ADELAIDE, SOUTH AUSTRALIA
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