R.L.S. R.I.P. Poem by Ima Ryma

R.L.S. R.I.P.

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Robert Louis Stevenson wrote
The verse of Requiem to be
Carved into his gravestone to note
That he remain in memory.
Stevenson felt gladness of will
To live in a fulfilling roam,
Over the sea, over the hill,
But then to make the journey home
When it came time for him to die.
Then in a grave he wished to stay
Under a wide and starry sky,
And do so in remembered way.

Death came to Stevenson before
He'd finished his year 44.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Chinedu Dike 28 February 2022

An interesting poem written with clarity of thought and mind.

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Kim Barney 28 February 2022

I've heard this tune, somewhat, before. My mother died at forty-four.

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