Ron Kilgore

I Shall Wait

If death were as peaceful slumber
Sailing on a gentle sea
With cooling warmth from summer breezes
And drifting there were she with me
To fill love's idyllic dreams,
Ambrosia for eternity,
Then hasten coming of that day.

Futility begs a minute glimpse,
By means worldly senses lack,
To dispel musings wary
Of conjecture's wishfulness
Gauging immortality -
But certainty is today's possession
And there reason enough to tarry.

Poem Submitted: Monday, August 31, 2009

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