Death Is Waiting


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Death is waiting for me,

But it’s not time yet,

He is peering through the
veil,

But I’m not set,

He’s visited me over the
years,

Called my name,

Tried to convince me,

To play his game,

But I had too much to do,

Death had to wait,

Until I finished my
earthly tasks,

Then I’d enter death’s
gate,

See where the curtain has
ripped?

He stares at me,

But I do not fear death’s
gaze,

For I cannot be,

Part of his entourage,

No, not today,

He’ll have to wait behind the veil,

I’m going to stay,

Try to complete my list of
things to do,

Until my final breath,

When my list is done, I’ll
welcome,

The spectre called death.

 

2 thoughts on “Death Is Waiting

  1. No, Dan, not yet… Death is a constant shadow, but so long as he keeps in the shadows and lets us be, well, that’s all right by me. Enjoyed this one immensely, keeping Death at arms length xPenx

    1. I’ve still got so much to learn, so much life to enjoy, so much love to share. Dear Lady, I’ll go down swinging but prepared for eternity.

      May the sun be on your face and the wind at your back as the Lord blesses you throughout the day. Carpe diem!

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