Existence Of Bereavement Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Existence Of Bereavement
Never lacking a sense of humor, even in the worst of
times standing against me in life, knowing that every-
thing and everyone will eventually die.
Death taking our final breath without asking, knowing
if he asked, giving us a choice, we'd never succumb or
acquiesce to it's mortal existence of bereavement as
it took our only way of existing in this life.
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4/26/2024 4:27:53 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Death taking our final breath! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us. Yes! Life and death.