Unexpected and unseasonal
Death clipped another coupon
From my book of life today
A relative of a cousin died
Another deposit on death's
Mountain of Dust
He was an entirely pleasant person
Last seen at a family party
Cleaning up and washing others dishes
With a smile almost a laugh
Exactly how old was he, I asked
Collecting yet another data point
And recalculating probable dates
Of the day for which
I will see the start
But will not see the end
May death become confused
And lost
The day it comes
Looking for my door
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Thank you Larry. May Death indeed become confused and lost, the day it comes looking for your door!
ReplyDeleteAs a friend and former business associate, I came seeking to rekindle my love of your paintings. I learned herein of your poetry.
It too is excellent.
Sincerely,
Keith Nichols