Jun 21, 2019

O Death, Can't You Wait



A pebble still to pick up
A walk still to tread
A word still to utter
O Death, can’t you wait?

A word of care here
An expression of love there
All gestures undemonstrated
O Death, can’t you wait?

So many tasks undone
I need to see them through
An incomplete life left
O Death, can’t you wait?

The shingles are to be mended
The walls need to be plastered
The roof cries out for repairs
O Death, can’t you wait?

The sea beckons with its calm waters
The sand wants to abrade my toes
The grass seeks to soothe my callouses
O Death, can’t you wait?

A cup of hot tea
A conversation with a friend
It’s all still left
O Death, can’t you wait?

I feel your presence now
It’s not as clammy as I thought
You’re really quite enchanting
But
O Death, can’t you wait?







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