Feel no alarm, when nature's arm, draws you in to her sweet absorbing core.
Absolved of all pain dissolved with the rain in peace and rest forevermore.
Do not resist, your brow has been kissed, lay down in her soft embrace.
Trust in her fair mothering care, in death there's no disgrace
- Author: sorenbarrett ( Offline)
- Published: December 12th, 2023 11:27
- Category: Unclassified
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- Users favorite of this poem: Doggerel Dave
Comments5
A fine write SB.
Thanks Orchi
Could well make it to a tombstone, Soren. A polished piece on polished marble
So right Dave it could be. Thanks for the review and kind words.
Great little piece. Love the rhyme scheme.
Thanks for the read and kind words
So very true soren.
Andy
Thanks so much Gold.
Beautiful.
Thanks so much for your most kind response.
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