Poem / Death
Death is holding me like
I've never been held before. His hand holding the back of my
head as he holds me close. I feel completely safe and comforted.
Death is helping me to achieve my last wants, aka bucket list.
Death is so sweet and loving and he's true! He is! He's helping
me to feel what I still need to feel before I leave this world.
Death is helping me with my little goals that I really want to
see and making me laugh along the way. He's really an incredible
soul!
I am falling for Death, I think he's going to help me get to
all the happiness I still want and crave for myself in this world,
before he holds my hand and brings me to the new world.
I love you Death! Hold my hand!
P.Wescott
copyright/7/2024
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