Sometimes We Wake Before We Die - Poem by Patti Masterman
Sometimes we wake before we die,
Perhaps have time, to wonder why
Before we make that leap back where
We lived, before our birth appeared.
No songs were heard, when we left there,
Of if there were, we did not hear;
Or if some smiled, we did not know;
Or if they cried one single tear.
That is another world, where we
Inhabit, from our sudden need
To find another home, than here-
And where perhaps, were just as dear?
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