A conversation with the reaper Father TimeA Poem by KLGreen
With shaky hands
and watery eyes she looked at Father Time: "Will you walk me to the edge beyond the last ridge that marks the border of your lands? Ho! Don't let go my hand!" "I will take you to the ridge past the setting sun. But after that my job is done. " "Must I walk to death alone? For I am weary to the bone. " "I know my dear but trust me now. For every why I have a how. " And just like that, in a flash, she took a dive and made a splash. And he let her float through memories of a deadly sea. © 2015 KLGreen |
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Added on June 15, 2015 Last Updated on June 15, 2015 AuthorKLGreenMOAboutI originally put that I'm an aspiring poet. But I'm not. I've been at this for years and I have a huge body of work waiting to be uploaded. But I need each and every one of you! Inspire me, challenge .. more..Writing
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