Death's Desert Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Death's Desert
Curtains of life have been opened, showing death's
desert outside.
Watching it's beauty, smelling it' rose fragrance -
that of a funeral parlors.
Seeking to learn it's every moment, movement and
decision, while looking out life's window.
Thoughts crowd, pushing and shoving, trying to be
first to experience death's thoughts before walking
ahead into it's barren wastelands on the way to
heaven's gates.
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