She Passed Poem by Phil Soar

She Passed



“sleep well” she said as her kiss connected with my furrowed brow
“sleep well, sweet dreams, as worry leaves you now
And when you wake, to start a brand new day
You’ll still be here, but I’ll be far away

Wednesday, August 26, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: death of a friend
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