THE FINAL DAY

nephilim56

If the day should end but gently
Upon whispers of the night
The  dreamy haze of falling leaves
Or my teardrops in flight.

Please do not grieve wildly
For I have earned such rest
A weary soul to close his eyes
A babe to mothers breast.

The bird that circles over head
Noisey in his joy
Shall be the heart of one whom fought
From manhood to a boy.

Childrens voices upon the air
Delirious in play
Shall be the echo of myself
Upon that fated day.

  • Author: nephilim56 (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 10th, 2023 04:20
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