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Teddy.15

 
 
When the dead come knocking 
I'm gonna let them in
they will dine
and
they will drink with me 
whiskey from a tin 
and when the night is over
 I'll gracefully take my time
to say goodbye
to loved-ones
before I take my flight. 
 
 
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  • sorenbarrett

    Good one Teddy I think I would let them in as well. I let in the living why discriminate? A good read my friend

    • Teddy.15

      lol I prefer the dead lol 🤣 thank you dearest sorrenbarret 🌹

      • sorenbarrett

        You are most welcome Teddy yes the dead don't complain or pretend to be something they are not.

      • Tristan Robert Lange

        Teddy…wow, this really moved me, my friend. There’s such a strange warmth to it despite the subject matter…death not as terror, but as reunion, memory, ritual, and final peace. The quiet acceptance throughout feels deeply human. Beautiful work. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦‍⬛

        • Teddy.15

          Thank you my dear Tristan. And after all the whiskey we danced to the very best disco of the 70's oh what a night! 🌹

        • Goldfinch60

          But not yet Teddy, you have too much to bring to us.

          Andy

          • Teddy.15

            Of course dear Andy. 🌹

          • Samprikta Paul

            I agree with the perspective of this poem, unfortunately, most of us don't get to say goodbye to those we love.

            • Teddy.15

              Dear Sampricta Paul, but what a wonderful thought if when we go our lost loved ones come to take us and we do actually get to say goodbye in the sweetest way to those we will then leave behind, that's my reflection here, of course I know it's a day dream. 🌹 Thank you

              • Samprikta Paul

                It would be nice to spend and share the last bit of ours I agree and see your vision here Teddy



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