Robert's Poetry: When Death Stares

Monday, November 19, 2007

When Death Stares

When Death Stares Death, grotesque, stared. My mind snared. Memories unrolled most revered. Dear wife and children adhered. Brothers and sisters remembered. Worldly responsibilities unfinished. Regrets unaccomplished. What would happen to my wife and children? Who’d look after them? Who’d love them?... Sign in to see full entry.

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