Epitaph Poem by Richard Weissman

Epitaph



Whether graved in stone of Abbey Westminster,
Or tossed to the winds of light,
Essence of my legacy returns to its maker,
Whispering,
"Reader,
Forget me,
Turn inward
And write."

Tuesday, October 15, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: death,epitaph,writing
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