Expiration Poem by Ernestine Northover

Expiration

Rating: 5.0


I held his hand, and glanced at him,
He said his eyes were growing dim,
His breath was shallow, and hardly there,
This moment that we both could share
Was, 'at the last' a moving time
When hopes of life, no longer climb
And all that one could do was pray
That God would speed him on his way.

© Ernestine Northover

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Lawrence S. Pertillar 02 October 2005

Very nicely written! I like this a lot! Thanks for sharing, Ernestine. L

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Wanda Bailey 02 October 2005

Very nicely written...and understandable.

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Wanda Bailey 02 October 2005

Very nicely written...and understandable.

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Andrew Blakemore 06 April 2008

How sad but how touchingly beautiful. Great write, Andrew x

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Duncan Wyllie 01 April 2006

A pray of peace for a loved one at times like these is like a candle lit within the soul.Love Duncan

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Emma Johnson 10 March 2006

A very moving poem. Susie.

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Uriah Hamilton 03 October 2005

Even when life is beautiful in the sunlight, this day is coming.

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Ghada Shahbender 02 October 2005

Sensitive, beautiful and painful. G.S.

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