Going Poem by Serena Blackinton
Going
Rating: ★5.0
As you struggle to breathe, know that I'm near,
I'd give you my life, you have nothing to fear,
Your hand, so cold, means you're slipping away;
And I'd give up the world if you could just stay.
Tuesday, October 20, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: dying
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Paul Warren
20 October 2015
A nice tribute for your love of a person whose life is slipping away. thankyou
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4/19/2024 6:06:06 PM # 1.0.0.1119
I've read this excellent poem and am fully impressed. Just four lines, but your poem has touched me deeply. As I understand, you wrote this poem holding hands of a person you love dearly. I do not know if the person responded to your call and 'stayed'. 10/10 for this beautiful poem.