Death Is Coming... Poem by Faye Hahn

Death Is Coming...

Rating: 3.5


I hear you walking through the snapping brushes and chilling whispers of the wind.
I feel your presence almost breathing down my spine;
But I won't run,
I won't scream.
I'll walk freely through this passage and welcome you along...

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Tommy Munos 22 July 2005

That was a awsome poem. I am going to read alot of your poems. Your poem had a good meaning to it. When death comes, dont try to avoid it, and be strong.

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