His Darling DiedA Poem by Paris HladHis Darling Died
His darling
died, as if on cue, As darlings
often come to do She left a
letter in her room
For him to
read Amid the gloom
Then fainted,
falling on a stair And got an
answer to her prayer For time
discovered in her brain, A tumor time
could not contain. © 2023 Paris Hlad |
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Added on January 12, 2023 Last Updated on January 12, 2023 AuthorParis HladSouthport, NC, United States Minor Outlying IslandsAboutI am a 70-year-old retired New York state high school English teacher, living in Southport, NC. more..Writing
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