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Frank DeRose
Poems
Apr 2015
Mortal Truth
A tender touch,
A quiet kiss.
Life’s fingers
Brush
Against me.
I can not see her,
Nor feel her.
Yet her whims dictate my life.
A breathy breeze,
A storming sun.
Life surrounds,
But it’s just begun.
A dreary day,
A wild night.
Life endures.
And then.
And then a cold wind blows,
A chill creeps silently
In the night.
Death has come.
Life’s final task:
To die,
And in dying,
To live.
We are who our actions say we are,
And Death—
Death says that we are equal.
#truth
#life
#death
#mortal
Written by
Frank DeRose
New Market, MD
(New Market, MD)
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