Last Long Hour Poem by Joyce Hemsley
Last Long Hour
Late in September ~ he was dying.
His lovely wife secretly crying.
She sat with him and tended him
Spent the last long hour with him,
And these words she heard him say:
'Fall into my arms and die with me.
No-one else in this world do I see.
Ascend to the highest heaven with me,
Let me live again together with thee.'
Friday, September 5, 2008
Topic(s) of this poem: september
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