The End FirstA Poem by Robert LunaI am trying something here. I am going to give the end to a story of sorts and I am leaving it up to your imaginations to allow the rest of the story play in your mind. If you have an overactive imagination like me I think you will like it so here you go.
I await the gallows
the wind in my hair my eyes fixated stares upon a hangs man noose swaying in the breeze up top the old elm tree In the morning there will be mourning tears in the eyes of strangers and bystanders as an innocent man is sent to meet his maker I am not without sin but left wondering is this how its meant to end knowing a truth about life that some are just meant to die and its just my time I find a little comfort in having known love and this The greatest journey in life is the distance two strangers hearts are willing to travel to fall in love I await the gallows the wind in my hair but it is a smile I wear knowing I am dying for her the one I loved the one that loved me © 2008 Robert LunaAuthor's Note
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Added on April 2, 2008Last Updated on April 2, 2008 AuthorRobert LunaSomewhere between here and thereAboutMy name is Robert. I write therefore I feel I am. My words come from my heart, soul, and mind. I write what I feel and see, life is my inspiration. Life itself is art in its purest form. There is noth.. more..Writing
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