The Rainbow bridge stretched ahead
In brilliant white light without dread
Loving arms open up for me
Beckoning me to them finally
The years melt away to nothingness
A love for those dear ones I confess
No more want or grief to be found
The final journey is where I'm bound.
© Paul Warren Poetry
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Stretched rainbow is observed carefully. Death is truth and it embraces life at certain period is true. An amazing and brilliant poem is beautifully penned.10