For Life Itself

Kurt Philip Behm

At last on my deathbed

I reach for two words

 

The ones often transient

or sadly unheard

 

As my eyes close forever

to journey anew

 

Two words mark my passing

a final “Thank You”

 

(The Book Of Prayers: September, 2022)

  • Author: Kurt Philip Behm (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 2nd, 2022 11:46
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  • shaa

    Really scratching my mind now. Im trying to picture what a life the persona might have lived to die saying thank you. Its a lovely piece, makes ponder on life

  • Kurt Philip Behm

    Thankful for the gift of having lived...

    Thanks



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