The Other Side
Death kissed me on the cheek
and said I could remain
I still had time to keep
but she’d be back again
For death she is a woman
A fickle fearsome foe
There amidst the shadows
Impossible to know
I said “You’re not my lover”
She sneered, “But I’m still death.
One day I’ll come to take you
when you breathe your final breath
“I am not afraid of you.
No I will not hide.
There is another life to live
on the other side.”
Copyright © Richard Lamoureux | Year Posted 2024
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.
Please
Login
to post a comment